Top 500 Pierce Brown Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “And I order you to get drunk!” I roar to my army. They look at me like I am mad. “Get drunk?” one says. “Yes!” I cut him off before he can say more. “Can you manage that? Act like fools, for once?” “We’ll try,” Milia cries. “Won’t we?”

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202. “The world is soundless. We cannot hear, but a pack of wolves does not need words to know that it is time to hunt.”

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203. “How sad, the dependability of greed to make men fools.”

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204. “Today I feel the silent screams of a civilization that has been stepped on for hundreds of years.”

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205. “To win, I’ll need an army, but it cannot be made of slaves. Not again. I now need, as I’ll need at the head of a rebellion, followers, not slaves. Man cannot be freed by the same injustice that enslaved it. A.”

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206. “So this kid is what? A predestined Alexander? A Caesar? A Genghis? A Wiggin?” I ask. “This is slagging nonsense.”

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207. “Everyone’s honest till they’re caught in a lie.”

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208. “Tradition is the crown of the tyrant.”

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209. “You taught me once, Lorn. I’m a better man for it. But now it’s my turn to teach you. Men can change. Sometimes they have to fall. Sometimes they have to leap.”

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210. “You’re my friend,” he says, voice heavy with emotion. “You will always be my friend. I won’t put a dagger in your back. But I will stand up to you. I will do what is right.”

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211. “Anyone who writes books is at least mostly an introvert. It’s amazing to be able to share that internalized part of myself, that little world that no one really knows about. I just wrote down it down on a piece of paper just to be crazy, and people loving that is so strange.”

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212. “Hang a man for no real reason and you might get some grumblings from the townships. But force sobriety upon us, and you’ll be picking up the pieces for a bloodydamn month.”

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213. “And it beats inside me, this terrible hope, as I know that the end has begun, and I am finally awake. “Break the chains,” I roar. And my people roar back.”

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214. “There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extrovert.”

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215. “If this is the end, I will rage toward it.”

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216. “It’s rage and fear leaving our bodies. Though space drags us across the floor to its embrace. Though death might come for us. I am home in this weird screaming mass of humanity. And as we pretend to be brave, we become so.”

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217. “Suffering isn’t real to them. War isn’t real. It’s just a three-letter word for other people that they see in the digital newsfeeds. Just a stream of uncomfortable images they skip past. A whole business of weapons and arms and ships and hierarchies they don’t even notice, all to shield these fools from the true agony of what it means to be human.”

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218. “On distant Luna, buildings rise seven miles high; there the Sovereign Consul, Octavia au Lune, rules with her Imperators and Praetors. The Ash Lord, who made the world of Rhea cinders, is her minion. She controls the twelve Olympic Knights, legions of Peerless Scarred, and Obsidians as innumerable as the stars.”

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219. “Red is rising, Mickey.”

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220. “Vengeance then,” he sighs. “You said you could give it to me.” “I said I would give you justice. Vengeance is an empty thing, Darrow.”

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221. “There’s no honesty in elegance, not in the elegance of humans at least.”

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222. “His laughter stitches more of me together. Bit by bit, I feel like my friends are coming back to me. Or maybe I’m coming back to them. Suppose.”

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223. “The Gray soldiers prowl the cities ensuring order, ensuring obedience to the hierarchy. The Whites arbitrate their justice and push their philosophy. Pinks pleasure and serve in highColor homes. Silvers count and manipulate currency and logistics. Yellows study the medicines and sciences. Greens develop technology. Blues navigate the stars. Coppers run the beauracracy. Every Color has a purpose. Every Color props up the Golds.”

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224. “How do you prepare for a kick in the balls?” I say. “You don’t. You suck it up.”

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225. “There’s nothing like a mother’s fear.”

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226. “He’s near enough my height, which is rare. But he’s thick and terribly old, maybe in his forties. White.”

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227. “Mother is the spine in me. The iron.”

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228. “Things are set in stone. Things are well ordered. Reds at the bottom, everyone else standing on our backs. Now you’re looking at me and you’re realizing that we don’t bloodydamn like it down there. Red is rising, Mickey.”

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229. “Is a man a coward if he realizes that bravery is just a myth the old tell the young so they line up for the meatgrinder?”

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230. “I am a child of hell, and I’ve spent too long in their heaven.”

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231. “Forget malice or anger. All should beware the wrath of an offended soul.”

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232. “Devoid of mystery, a man must have dignity. I find the lack of either boorish.”

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233. “He extends his left hand. His dislocated fingers look like lightning bolts. I pull them straight. He laughs with the pain, not knowing his brother’s blood is under my fingernails. I’m trying not to hyperventilate.”

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234. “Fear no more the heat o’ the sun Nor the furious winter’s rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must As chimney sweepers come to dust “Per aspera, ad astra,” my Golden friends whisper, even Sevro. And with a press of a button, Roque disappears from our lives to begin his last journey to join Ragnar and generations of fallen warriors in the sun.”

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235. “Forgetting is essential to learning, just as exhaling is essential to breathing. Breathe out, then in. Find the self, then lose it once again. Thus, the path goes ever onward.”

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236. “And what was that about blood brothers? That means absolutely nothing. You might as well have said you were pinecone cousins.”

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237. “But I cannot think only of the Red girl. When I see the moon, I think of the sun: Mustang burns in my thoughts. If Eo smelled of rust and soil, then the Golden girl is fire and autumn leaves.”

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238. “The monsters. They go with the wind, chasing power. But they don’t realize power doesn’t shift. Power is resolute. It is the mountain, not the wind.”

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239. “I’ve won. I hate politics. Especially in a room full of alphas.”

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240. “All my people sing of are memories. And so I will remember this death. It will burden me as it does not burden my fellow students – I must not let that change. I must not become like them. I’ll remember that every sin, every death, every sacrifice, is for freedom.”

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241. “Sarcastic ripostes are seldom clever enough to prove that they are little more than the desperate cries for validation of a petty and insecure mind.”

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242. “Everything grand is made from a series of ugly little moments. Everything worthwhile by hours of self-doubt and days of drudgery.”

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243. “This is just a demonstration of their power. It is their power. They decide the winner. A game of merit won by birth. It keeps the hierarchy in place. It keeps us striving, but never conspiring. Yet.”

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244. “Sevro does not want to go without me. He does not understand why Cassius needs his help to mop up the remainders of Diana. I tell him the truth. “Cassius has a pouch in his boot, the one Lilath gave him. I need you to steal it.” His eyes do not judge. Not even now. There are times when I wonder what I did to earn such loyalty, then others when I try not to press my luck by looking the gift horse in the mouth. That.”

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245. “She will not come back, but her beauty, her voice, will echo until the end of time. She believed in something beyond herself, and her death gave her voice power it didn’t have in life.”

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246. “I no longer trust stillness. Stillness is the enemy taking careful aim.”

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247. “The Golds dance in pairs, Obsidians in threes, Grays in dozens,” he told me. “We dance alone, because only alone do Helldivers drill. Only alone can a boy become a man.”

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248. “My test comes after two months of training my mind with Dancer. I do not memorize. I do not even really learn when with him. Instead, his training is designed to help my mind adapt to paradigm shifts. For instance, if a fish has 3,453 scales on its left side and 3,453 on its right side, which side of the fish has the most scales? The outside. They call it extrapolational thinking. It was how I knew that I should eat the scythe card when I first met Dancer. I am very good at it.”

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249. “It’s amazing how quiet the world is as the arrows sail, carrying death.”

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250. “It is our duty to embrace the scars our choices give us, to embrace and remember our mistakes, else we live believing our own myth.”

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