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« on: January 20, 2019, 06:55:34 pm »
To indulge it is to breed it. To punish it is to feed it. Madness knows no bridle but the knife
- SCYLVENDI PROVERB
When others speak, I hear naught but the squawking of parrots. But when I speak, it always seems to be the first time. Each man is the rule of the other, no matter how mad or vain.
- HATATIAN, EXHORTATIONS
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« on: January 13, 2019, 06:55:59 pm »
Like a stern father, war shames men into hating their childhood games
- PROTATHIS, ONE HUNDRED HEAVENS
I returned from that campaign far different man, or so my mother continuously complained. "Now only the dead," she would tell me, "can hope to match your gaze".
- TRIAMIS I, JOURNALS AND DISCOURSES
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« on: January 13, 2019, 06:53:49 pm »
If soot stains your tunic, dye it black. This is vengeance.
- EKYANNUS I, 44 EPISTLES
Here we find further argument for Gotagga's supposition that the world is round. How else could all men stand higher than their brothers?
- AJENCUS, DISCOURSE ON WAR
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« on: January 06, 2019, 07:02:30 pm »
I tell you, guilt dwells nowhere but in the eyes of the accuser. This men know even as they deny it, which is why they so often make murder their absolution. The truth of crime lies not with victim, but with the witness.
- HATATIAN - EXHORTATIONS
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« on: January 06, 2019, 07:00:11 pm »
"My heart shrivels even as my intellect bristles. Reasons - I find myself desperate for reasons. Sometimes I think every word written is written for shame."
- DRUSAS ACHAMIAN, THE COMPENDIUM OF THE FIRST HOlY WAR
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:57:44 pm »
What is the meaning of a deluded life?
- AJENCIS, THE THIRD ANALYTIC OF MEN
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:56:39 pm »
They strike down the weak and call it justice. They ungird their loins and call it reparation. They bark like dogs and call it reason.
- ONTILLAS, ON THE FOLLY OF MEN
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:55:18 pm »
For Men, no circle is ever closed. We walk ever in spirals.
- DRUSAS ACHAMIAN, THE COMPENDIUM OF THE FIRST HOLY WAR
Bring he who has spoken prophecy to the judgement of the priests, and if his prophecy is judged true, acclaim him, for he is clean, and if his prophecy is judged false, bind him to the corpse of his wife, and hang him one cubit above the earth, for he is unclean, an anathema unto the Gods.
- WARRANTS 7:48, THE CHRONICLE OF THE TUSK
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:51:43 pm »
For all things there is a toll. We pay in breaths, and out purse is soon empty.
- SONGS 57:3, THE CHRONICLE OF THE TUSK
Like many old tyrants, I dote upon my grandchildren. I delight in their tantrums, their squealing laughter, their peculiar fancies. I willfully spoil them with honey sticks. And I find myself wondering at their blessed ignorance of the world and its million grinning teeth. Should I, like my grandfather, knock such childishness form them? Or should I indulge their delusions? Even now, as death's shadowy pickets gather about me, I ask, Why should innocence answer to the world? Perhaps the world should answer to innocence...
Yes, I rather like that. I tire of bearing the blame
- STAJANNAS II, RUMINATIONS
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:46:58 pm »
And We will give over all of them, slain, to the Children of Eanna; you shall hamstring their horses and burn their chariots with fire. You shall bathe your feet in the blood of the wicked.
- TRIBES 21:13, THE CHRONICLE OF THE TUSK
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:43:17 pm »
The vulgar think the God by analogy to man and so worship Him in the form of the Gods. The learned think think the God by analogy to principles and so worship Him in the form of Love or Truth. But the wise think the God not at all. They know thought, which is finite, can only do violence to the God, who is infinite.
It is enough, they say that the God thinks them.
- MEMGOWA, THE BOOK OF DIVINE ACTS
...for the sin of the idolater is not that he worships stone, but that he worships one stone over others.
- 8:9:4 THE WITNESS OF FANE
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:40:39 pm »
What vengeance is this? That he should slumber while I endure? Blood douses no hatred, cleanses no sin. Like seed, it spills of its own volition, and leaves naught but sorrow in its wake.
- HAMISHAZA, TEMPIRAS THE KING
...an my soldiers, they say, make idols of their swords. But does not the sword make certain? Does not the sword make plain? Does not the sword compel kindness from those who kneel in its shadow? I need no other god.
- TRIAMIS, JOURNALS AND DIALOGUES
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« on: November 04, 2018, 07:37:40 pm »
To piss across water is to piss across your reflection
- KHIRGWI PROVERB
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« on: October 14, 2018, 07:25:43 pm »
In terror, all men throw up their hands and turn aside their faces. Remember, Tratta, always preserve the face! For that is where you are.
- THROSEANIS, TRIAMIS IMPERATOR
The Poet will yield up his stylus only when the Geometer can explain how Life can at once a point and a line. How can all time, all creation, come to the now? Make no mistake: this moment, the instant of this very breath, is the frail thread from which all creation hangs.
that men dare to be thoughtless...
- TERES ANSANSIOUS, THE CITY OF MEN
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« on: October 14, 2018, 07:21:14 pm »
Men never resemble one another so much as when asleep or dead.
- OPPARITHA, ON THE CARNAL
The arrogance of the Inrithi waxed bright in the days following Anwurat. Though the sober-minded demanded they press the attack, the great majority clamoured for respite. They thought the Fanim doomed just as they thought them doomed after Mengedda. But while the Men of the Tusk tarried, the Padirajah plotted. He would make the world his shield.
- DRUSAS ACHAMIAN, THE COMPENDIUM OF THE FIRST HOLY WAR