Quotes from Dan Abnett

Anything that is easy enough to understand is not powerful enough to be worshipped.

This city was supposed to last forever, but we broke it and laid it in tatters. Let Momus rebuild it, it will happen again, and again. The work of man is destined to perish. Momus said he plans a city that will celebrate mankind forever. You know what? I bet that's what the architects who built this place thought too.

It takes a vast amount of self control to be this dangerous.

Toil and blood, effort and hardship, these were payments worth making in return for a greater future. Ideals were never won cheaply, whether the cost was the raising of one dream city or the razing of another.

Truth is amoral. So you said, but in serving your fine truth, invader, you make yourself immoral.

On a blazing, dusty street corner in the broken city, he took the chapbook out of his coat pocket, and slid off the strap. He found his pen – an antique plunger-action fountain, for his traditionalist tastes applied as much to the means of marking as what should be marked – and began to write.

A friend of death, a brother of luck and a son of a bitch.

The daemonhost surged through the air at me, teeth bared, arms spread, incandescent with light, baying my name. It was like facing the attack run of a supersonic warcraft firing all guns. I know so. It is my misfortune to have experienced that too.

A twist whore, with an unnecessary number of arms, was sipping her drink, smoking an obscura stick, retouching her make-up and doing something to Phant under the table that he was clearly enjoying.

Parting is not an ending. Life is just the path ahead, so sometimes you leave things behind you.' 'No sentiment,' said Ezra. 'It was a journey and we walked it.

k?lo'smi lokaksayakrt pravrddho lok?nsam?hartumiha pravrttah.

You don't find the things you're looking for if you don't break some rules. You have to walk in a few dark places on your own.

The stuff you know...' she mocked. 'Though you're still a pussy.' Thonius snorted, but he didn't deny it. Anyone shy of an Adeptus Astartes in full Terminator plate was a pussy compared to Patience Kys.

My psi-wave threw them all backwards violently, like the pressure blast of a hurricane. Windows shattered. They tumbled over, robes shredding, flying like dolls or desperately trying to grip onto the floor. Wystan lit a lho-stick. 'What I like about you,' he said, 'is that you don't muck around.' 'Thank you.

They had warred side by side to affect compliance on a hundred worlds.

Through the green imaging of his visor, Loken saw armoured men with energy weapons ranged against them in the lower courses of the palace.

I was seeing patterns that were not patterns, and appreciating symbols that were not symbols, just as I had done with the bone markers. All my life, I had wanted to make sense of the world, and that desire had become so desperate, I was manufacturing sense. There were no myths. I was a woman lost in a bonehouse, bewildered by the darkness. The world had no sense to offer me, for it had none, and all the signs and signifiers were not symbols for anything.

All right. Then will you let me walk the daeda waeg with you? Will you let me help you make the blood toll?' Eszrah nodded. 'Good, then.' Side by side, they clambered down through the rocks onto the desert floor. 'How many of them do we have to kill?' Mkoll asked. 'To make the blood toll, I mean?' Eszrah grinned. 'All of them, soule,' he said.

Spider legs. Some arachnid form, anyway. A xenos variety of chelicerata. But these limbs were not under a microscope. They were two hundred metres long. 'That's not local,' he said.

I could feel the bitter tang of his nausea rising, the wild disorientation of a mind and body spinning our of control. May the Emperor forgive me, it was delicious. Any extremes of physical experience, even the most unpleasant, are so alien to me that I cherish them.

It starts raining main battle tanks.

Los mitos crecren como cristales, según su propia estructura recurrente, pero es necesaria la existencia de un núcleo apropiado para iniciar su crecimiento - Koestler

What do you think?' he asked. 'Do you think the most incredible thing about it is that it is an original pict, made ten thousand years ago, by the hallowed founder of the Imperial Truth? Or that it is a pict of Horus Lupercal?' 'I think the most incredible thing about it,' I replied, 'is that it is sitting on sale here and not sequestered in a vault on far-off Terra.

That they showed, in Keeler's own, authenticated script, that she considered Horus a man, not a transformed, daemonic being. Further, they related that it had been commonly known at the time that the Emperor denied His divinity. He had formally declared that He was not a god, and sought to suppress the notion that He was. The Lectitio Divinitatus was already growing back then. The notes showed that the Emperor wanted it proscribed and forbidden.