Quotes About Conflict

My mood swayed between a desire to weep and a cool, steely anger.

He hurled out toward the battlefield, and someone called his name. Called him back. He did not heed it.

You are a violent young man, which is quite at odds with the more mystical side of your character, which I am assured exists.

Silently, Leeth suffered with the weight of her love for Ays. It seemed like a strangling python, which had wrapped her in a suffocating embrace, and whose coils were too thick and numerous to escape.

Love makes you weak and vulnerable. It's like a disease. I hate this feeling. It's making me something I'm not.

People fall out, and fall in; then they can't make up their minds and just claw each other. It was like that, but not like that. We had divided loyalties.

Sometimes feelings flow in directions we'd prefer they didn't.

My rage scattered us. My rage at Valraven for always getting the better of me, for always meaning everything to everyone, for being the light that I could never be. That is the dark root of it. The rage fed on my terror of being a mere shadow to Valraven's sun. In denying this fear, I am still blind.

Lily had stepped back from him, into Othman's control.

She wished she could sweep her brother out of the house, tidy up in his wake, remove his presence from the atmosphere. Having him around made the place feel dirty.

How was it possible to own such power? Khaster knew Tayven wanted him, so he couldn't refuse. Was this any better than what Bayard had done earlier? He couldn't tell. He just wanted to taste those lips.

Sometimes it felt as if he telling his own story, and he realized that mixed up with the tragedy of Khaster were images and feelings from when the Magravandians had sacked home. When he related Tayven's violation, he spoke in the first person. Yet it was so different.

Magravandias was a an inexorable force. The great red, purple and black banners of Madragore surged across the world, bringing war and devastation in the names of peace and God.

Pharinet longed only for the comfort of the sea, the sigh and hiss of waves upon the sand, but there were so many things Everna wanted her to do.

Will we ever get a taste for that? It is like sugar and spice mixed with bile.

I realized it would be wise to leave immediately, before he tried to humiliate and confuse me further.

There are two sides to every story, Pharry, and each of those sides can argue that they are right.

Used as he was to commanding attention, it did not rest well with him to be contradicted.

He hugged Daniel tightly for a moment, and Daniel could feel Othman's body trembling as if he was weeping. He knew then that Othman would kill him.

Earth is a subtle element in this conflict.

In her heart, she was afraid that Lahash's attraction to her was far outweighed by his desire to snare Shemyaza.

To a happy war!' laughter echoed with all the insane glee of an army of psychopaths.

Blood! Blast! And Fire

Only fools skirmish in their backyard when war is knocking down their front door.