Top 500 Pierce Brown Quotes (2024 Update)
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451. “Sometimes I forget that the Institute is meant to teach me things,” I say to Mustang. The golden girl tilts her head at me. “Like how we must live for more?”

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452. “From a distance, death seems the end of a story. But when you are near, when you can smell the burning skin, see the entrails, you see death for what it is. A traumatic cauterization of a life thread. No purpose. No conclusion. Just snip.”

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453. “I open the door and find my friend sitting on his bed, holding an ancient book gently by its spine. His smooth features ripple into a smile when he sees it is me. “I thought you were Tactus come to beg me to shoot some stims before the gala. He always thinks because I’m reading, I’m not doing anything. There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extroverted. Especially that beast. He will run himself into the ground one of these days.”

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454. “Mars. A gruesome deity. You’re fit for this, aren’t you lot? Barbarity? Past centuries. Dark ages.”

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455. “Lykos may be gone. Eo may be silent. Mustang a world away. And the Sons on the brink of extinction. But I feel my soul trickling back into me as I realize I am finally home.”

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456. “We don’t know who she is. We don’t know where she’s from. Do you even know what kind of help she meant?” “No,” I confess. “But opportunities multiply as they are seized.” “Don’t quote Sun Tzu at me like it was your idea.”

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457. “He thinks this is all a game till Titus cuts off one of his ears. Then he cries for his mother like a young child. He will never command warships. The.”

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458. “I’ve given Sevro the dregs to command because I know they might be the only people he’ll ever like. At first he ignores them. Then slowly, I begin noticing that more unearthly howls fill the night than before.”

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459. “Wisdom is found in the heart not the head.”

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460. “I think I’m eighteen now, Earth metric. Not rightly sure.”

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461. “In the room, I feel my father and mother, my sister and my brothers. The joy we had is no lesser for having ended in horror. It is not gone, as I thought it was. It is here. In these moments that are larger than the world itself. They were alive. They lived. They were loved.”

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462. “Our blood and their orders. We prepare this land for Colors that have never shed sweat for us, Colors that sit in comfort on their thrones on distant Earth, Colors that have never been to Mars. Is that something to live for?”

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463. “The bubbleGarden,” I say to Dan, voice filling the metal common room. “Take me there.” I’ve already turned on a heel. Ragnar pats his thigh. “Come, dog.” It.”

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464. “Half of being a soldier is being able to sleep anywhere.”

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465. “The silence is deeper than the tunnel. It meanders through the heart of Mars, stretching forever, echoing to places only the lost have ever been. Ragnar.”

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466. “A moving mind is always fed. At rest, mine eats itself.”

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467. “We all have our own tides inside. They go in. Out.” He shrugs. “Not really ours to control. The things, people, that orbit us do that, at least more than we’d like to admit.”

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468. “After ten years of war, I no longer believe in moments of peace.”

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469. “It’s strange watching him leave. Like watching my shadow depart and realizing its destiny may be separate from mine.”

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470. “I am something new, and in this old world steeped in legends, ancestors, and what came before, something new is something very special.”

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471. “If violence is the Gold sport, manipulation is their art form.”

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472. “The die is cast.”

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473. “I thought your parents were geniuses.” “They are.” I grunt. “Must not be genetic.”

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474. “Were I still the man Eo knew, I would have stood frozen in horror. But that man is gone. I mourn his passing every day. Forgetting more and more of who I was, what dreams I held, what things I loved. The sadness now is numb. And I carry on despite the shadow it casts over me. The.”

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475. “How easy we make mass murder.”

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476. “Slaves aren’t part of the pack, so we can’t fight like them. Not that it matters. The wolves don’t have it right either. They take too much from their pack leader. Cut off the head, the body retreats.”

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477. “We are not Red, not Blue or Gold or Gray or Obsidian. We are humanity. We are the tide. And today we reclaim the lives that have been stolen from us. We build the future we were promised.”

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478. “You were picked because you were the smallest boy. The weakest-looking. Terrible scores and so small. They drafted you like they drafted all the other lowDrafts, because you’d be easy to kill in the Passage. A sacrificial lamb for someone they had plans for, big plans. You killed Priam, Sevro. That’s why they won’t let you be Primus. Am I on target?”

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479. “Wanting lowColors to be equal to Peerless in warfare is not the same as them being equal.”

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480. “With his death imminent, the worlds feel emptier. Almost as cavernous as they did when Cassius fell. One by one, the titans of my youth disappear, and freed from their shadow, I do not feel liberated. I feel bereft.”

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481. “Forevermore, let justice be done.”

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482. “They only learn of their folly when they hear the medBots descending behind them to carry her broken body up to Olympus. She never returns. Still the Proctors do not interfere. I’m not sure why they even exist.”

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483. “Brutality.” Augustus lets the word hang in the air. “It is neither evil nor good. It is simply an adjective of a thing, an action in this case. What you must parse is the nature of the action.”

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484. “He grips the back of my neck and brings my forehead to his. “We’ll find him, Darrow. We’ll find our brother.”

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485. “It would not be the end to die. It would be the beginning of something new.”

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486. “The point of war is not to kill your enemies, but to come to an acceptable peace while losing as few people as possible.”

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487. “You and I keep looking for light in the darkness, expecting it to appear. But it already has.” I touch his shoulder. “We’re it, boyo. Broken and cracked and stupid as we are, we’re the light, and we’re spreading.”

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488. “I said it once. Now I’ll say it twice. If there’s two things in this world that can’t be killed, it’s the fungus under my sack and the Reaper of bloodydamn Mars. Haha!”

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489. “But history is so often molded from tainted clay by those who remain.”

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490. “Marked by justice,” I say. Sevro rolls his eyes. “What? I can be funny.” “Keep practicing.”

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491. “The Golds have everything, yet they demand sacrifices even from their own. This place is sick. This empire broken. It eats its kings, its queens, as hungrily as it does the paupers who mill its earth.”

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492. “We’re empire-breakers, not terrorists.”

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493. “My father for teaching me the grace of power unused, and mother for teaching me the joy of power used well.”

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494. “I thought I would change the worlds. What young fool doesn’t? Instead, I have been swallowed by the machine of this vast empire as it rumbles inexorably on.”

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495. “No animal but man throws themselves willingly into the flames.”

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496. “Sevro looks at the ground. I have the sudden urge to put a hand on his shoulder.”

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497. “Mustang’s strategy is Eo’s dream.”

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498. “Because hope is an opiate, not a plan.”

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499. “Men and women sit penitent over their little displays, watching their little programs, forgetting where they are in favor of where they’d wish to be.”

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500. “Like if the Reds of Lykos thought they could actually win the Laurel, they would be so much more productive. Or if a Praetor on board his starcruiser could utilize not only his own genius, but that of his crew of Blues.”

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