Quotes About Loyalty

Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland

True friendship must be akin to romance, I think; only without all the anguish and anxiety.

The gods use their chosen hard, but reveal little to them.

The night court taught me to serve, and Delauney taught me to think; but from Melisande Shahrizai, I learned how to hate.

No two sacrifices are the same, and yet all are, in the end. It is the commitment to belong, wholly, to that which claims one.

If the greatest danger one faces as a slave is displeasing one's masters, this is the second: pleasing them.

Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty… and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the star by which we must set our sights.

You're as bad as your master, he muttered, scarce audible amid the sea-sounds. Worse. At least he didn't ply his words from a courtesan's lips.

Young men, Melisande murmured after they had left, smiling faintly. Such a sense of honor. Is he a little bit in love with you, do you think? Joscelin quite despises me, I said. My lady. Oh, love and hate are two sides of the same blade, she said cheerily enough, motioning for a servant to take my cloak, and an edge finer honed than yon Cassiline's dagger divides them.

He had never been one to care about appearances or heroics or receiving accolades for his deeds. I daresay keeping Phèdre in one piece had kept him too busy; and then later, protecting me, too.

He nodded at Josceline and me. Keep these two with you, will you? They seem to be damnably hard to kill.

There are ties that bind more complex than blood.

But kin is not the same as family." Raising my hand to his lips, he kissed it. "Rogier Courcel, Duc de Barthelme, is kin to me. You are family.

Orgoglio, desiderio, compassione, intelligenza, belligeranza, fecondità, lealtà... e colpa. Ma al di sopra di tutto c'è l'amore. E se desideriamo essere più che umani, è quella la stella che dobbiamo seguire. Non possiamo fare altro che tentare. È sufficiente.

The fact that he might have other things to do with his time than spend it shepherding his master's head-strong, thousand-ducat-a-night anguisette through one of the most unsavory quarters of the City never crossed my mind.

So you were good enough for the Cullach Gorrym, good enough to marry Dorelei mab Breidaia, good enough to beget Alba a successor, but not good enough for the Queen's daughter?" Urist's lips curled with scorn. The tip of his knife flicked upward. "Well, that's what I think of that, lad." The red yarn parted and fell.

I turned in his arms, and whispered, "Joscelin Verreuil, I would die without you." "Probably." He smiled again. "Of melodrama, if naught else.

It's not wise to trust a poet with one's secrets, but it's not wise to cross them, either

I will be your friend, then, for the ancient Hellenes said a good friend may stand between a man and his moira. Do you know what that means?' 'Fate.' I answered unthinking...

How strange it must be, I thought, to be wed not merely as husband and wife but Cruarch and Queen, trading men's lives and the wealth of nations as love-tokens.

I had Joscelin, my Perfect Companion, the compass by which I fixed my heart. No one could ask more.

Take care of her," he bid his servants, weariness and profound satisfaction draining his voice, shrugging into silk robes, bowing in my direction. "Treat her gently." They did, I trust; I don't remember it, in truth. I saw faces approach, awe-stricken. They understand, in Kusheth, what it is to serve Kushiel. I hurt, in every part of me. And I was content. I closed my eyes, then, and let the deeper tide of unconsciousness claim me.

We knew each other's histories and secrets, hopes and fears and dreams. When you need to get good and drunk, that's the kind of person you want keeping pace with you. "Okay

By the Lord, Reule better bed that Wench soon! Mara is going to start thinking her p***y is made of gold if I keep frequenting her bed like this! -Rye Drink of Me