Quotes from Justin Hill

And he became more and more miserable, until he felt he would explode like a New Year firecracker, where powder is packed into a paper cylinder, and remains quiet until the fuse is lit and it tears itself apart in the explosion.

Hunger is a reliable feeling; it had a simplicity love or grief did not.

Common folk suffer when kingdoms rise, Common folk suffer when kingdoms fall.

was wolf country, wild and bleak and empty; treacherous as a rabid dog.

What were words, when all I'd had were mountains for company?

You must make a fine display to show the others what mettle you are made off

You must make a fine display to show the others what mettle you are made of