Top 500 Pierce Brown Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “The die is cast.”

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302. “You want respect? Earn it.”

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303. “Forevermore, let justice be done.”

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304. “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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305. “This is always how the story would end,” he says to me. “Not with your screams. Not with your rage. But with your silence.”

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306. “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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307. “Truth can be cruel. Yet it is the only thing of value.”

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308. “They can’t stop the signal.”

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

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310. “Seeing the end coming doesn’t mean you can dodge it, fix it, stop it. We.”

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311. “My heart was my brother. And I no longer believe in a world that says he was too weak to deserve life.”

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312. “I admire one to my left, the bronze sun is behind him as he falls, silhouetting him, immortalizing him in that singular moment – one I know I shall never forget – so that he looks like a Miltonian angel falling with wrath and glory. His exoskeleton sheds its friction armor, as Lucifer might have shed the fetters of heaven, feathers of flame peeling off, fluttering behind. Then a missile slashes the sky and high-grade explosives christen him mortal once again.”

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313. “I took his hand, he took a friend. All he has done is bite and claw for his own survival. Watching him now, so small and plain in a world of gods, it’s almost as if he’s the hero nobly struggling against a father who rejected him, against a Society that laughs at his size, his weakness, and scorns him as a cannibal even though it was they who told him to do whatever he had to do to win.”

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314. “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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315. “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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316. “There’s no honesty in elegance, not in the elegance of humans at least.”

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317. “The waves crash all around the roots of the building. Both were made by man. Perhaps at first in hope, to give our species a new home to live and to love. But in time, I don’t know when, their creation became a vanity of will, and in the shadow of that vanity, man grew lesser for having more. Lesser for mastering the keys of creation, because he mistook himself for god, and cared less for his people, and more that his works endured.”

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

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

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321. “He needed a light. And he made it. Love was his shout into the wind. Same.”

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

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323. “Snorting, Sevro drops back to where the legendary Obsidian, Sefi Volarus, stands in her customary silence. He feigns an air of domesticity, but next to the giant woman, he looks a little like some sort of gutter dog an alcoholic father might ill-advisedly bring home to play with the children – washed and rid of fleas, but still possessing that weird mania behind the eyes. Pinched, thin lipped, with a nose crooked as an old knifefighter’s fingers. He eyes the crowd with resigned distaste.”

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

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326. “And when all that remains of us is our steel monuments and plastic idols, her winds will whisper, her sands will shift, and she will spin on and on, forgetting about the bold, hairless apes who thought they deserved immortality.”

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327. “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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328. “What did he want?” Sevro asks. “What do all politicians want?” “Prostitutes.”

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329. “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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330. “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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331. “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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332. “You are going to do great things, Darrow.” She never calls me Darrow. “Maybe you don’t have to do them alone?”

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333. “And you don’t mind cheating?” I ask. “Cheat or be cheated, no?” Familiar.”

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334. “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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335. “You make one tribe out of twelve,” I finally say. “By taking slaves.” Just like the Society. Build on the backs of others. It isn’t cruel. It is practical. Fitchner claps mockingly. “Prime, Reaper. Prime. Looks like someone is bucking for Primus.”

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336. “How can we promise freedom and then be the arbiter of a people’s choices? That is not freedom. That is social engineering. That is the long road to tyranny.”

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337. “The moment a child thinks it is entitled to anything, they think they deserve everything. Why.”

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338. “I’ve never been a man of joy or a man of war, or an island in a storm. Never an absolute like Lorn. That was what I pretended to be. I am and always have been a man who is made complete by those around him. I.”

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

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340. “If he is treating them like Pinks, then it is because they merited no better in this little world than Pinks do in our big world.” “You’re joking.” Cassius can’t understand. “They are Golds, not Pinks. He’s a monster.”

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341. “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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342. “You will be hated and you will hate. You will love and be loved. You will fall and you will rise. Never will you know peace, but you will know joy.”

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343. “Nothing binds like pain shared.”

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344. “So this kid is what? A predestined Alexander? A Caesar? A Genghis? A Wiggin?”

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345. “What is this like for her? For a mother to see her child broken by other men? To see the pain written in scars on his skin, spoken in silences, in far-off looks. How many mothers have prayed to see their sons, their daughters return from war only to realize the war has kept them, the world has poisoned them, and they’ll never be the same? For.”

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346. “Chains might be made by others, but we tend them.”

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347. “I always thought I would die before the end. I trudged on knowing I was doomed. But my friends have breathed love into me, breathed my faith back into my bones. They’ve made me want to live.”

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348. “When the Sovereign pushed against me, I bent like Gold should, with grace, with dignity. But now she cuts at me, and beneath the grace, beneath the aplomb, her knife will strike iron. We make for Mars, and for war.”

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349. “And there’s the beauty of space. A billion paths to choose.”

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350. “Any fool can stick a blade into another’s belly. The school’s role is to find the leaders of men, not the killers of men. So the point, you silly little children, is not to kill, but to conquer.”

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