16 Quotes by Chris Galford

Duty and honor are oft enough realm only for those with security to afford them.

Without shame, without conscience.

Man tames not vengeance; vengeance breaks the man.

Everything burned, everyone lied, and no one paid for it but the ones in the muck.

Some run the cliffs, and set upon an eagle’s wings. Others mire in the den, and once within, can never leave again.

Life moved in circles. Such was the path. What came would come again, breath to breath, until each riddled out the truth within. War was a path to the next, as sure as any, but lies gained nothing.

A penny for the moat, where all the ashen song be wrote—a tune for man, so long eloped in hours of decision and derisive hope. Flutter, flutter heart, beyond your base and noble part. All eyes behold the passing.