Top 500 Pierce Brown Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “Whisper her name.” I do and the Pegasus unfurls like a haemanthus bud. He sets a petal in the center. It closes again. “This is your heart. Guard it with iron.”

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402. “A pastiche of eyes. But faces all gray. Not the color of metal, but the color of old ash in a campfire. Ash faces. Ash clothes. Ash lives.”

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403. “Goldbrows’ first loyalty is to Color, then family, then planet, then House. Most Houses are dominated by one or two powerful families. On Mars, the Family Augustus, the Family Bellona, and the Family Arcos influence all others.”

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404. “These civilians are discovering that their place in the world is smaller than they imagined. They do not matter. In war, men lose what makes them great. Their creativity. Their wisdom. Their joy. All that’s left is their utility. War is not monstrous for making corpses of men so much as it is for making machines of them. And woe to those who have no use in war except to feed the machines. The.”

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405. “Protect the ArchGovernor!” Mustang shouts at me, voice more composed than my own, making me feel an idiot obsessed with chivalry. Of course she does not need me to save her.”

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406. “THE REAPER Silent, he lies encased in mankilling metal in the belly of a starship called the Morning Star.”

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407. “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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408. “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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409. “Wisdom is found in the heart not the head.”

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410. “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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411. “He put his ear to Pax’s chest to listen to his heartbeat. He told me then what he felt when he declared this war within the Hives of Phobos. How he was not close enough to hear the fading beat of his father’s heart, or Eo’s. But how, in that moment, he could feel the hearts of his people beating across the darkness. How in the heartbeat of our son he could hear them all again.”

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412. “A lo largo de la guerra, del espacio y de este maldito desfile, he viajado para volver a encontrarla, a mi vida, mi amor, mi hogar.”

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413. “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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414. “You will fall to ruin because you believe that exceptions to the rule make new rules.”

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

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416. “They create goods to grant us a semblance of liberty. If violence is the Gold sport, manipulation is their art form.”

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

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418. “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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419. “He is tall, lean, violent. This place is his home. It is his playground. The children his playthings till they get their scars. He is like any other petty tyrant of history. A slave to his own whims. A master of nothing but selfishness. He is the Society – a monster dripping in decadence, yet seeing none of his own hypocrisy. He views all this wealth, all this power, as his right. He is deluded. They all are.”

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420. “Was it a good dream?” I ask. “What?” “The one with me.” “No. No, it was a nightmare. One of a man from hell, lover of fire.”

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421. “But business in a crony-capitalist society is the craft of sharks.”

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422. “Rose petals of a thousand shades fall from the trees as Golds fight beneath them. They’re all red in the end.”

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423. “Tactus claps his hands together in laughter and draws Sevro in for an obnoxious hug. They are two very peculiar people. But I suppose snuggling in horse corpses gives a bond – makes twins of a morbid sort.”

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424. “And what you do for the people you love cannot be judged.”

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425. “He’s not a man made for affection. His face is pale and ghostly. Thirty-five and so old, so tired. A scar twists his upper lip. Gray streaks his thick hair.”

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426. “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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427. “So, you’re who they call the Reaper,” Tactus drawls. He swings my blade experimentally. “Well, you just look too pretty to be much damage at all.” “Is he flirting with me?” I ask the Tamara girl. “Tactus, go away! Thank you, but now go away,” says the thin, hawkish girl.”

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428. “You are the wolf that howls and bites. i am the mustang that nuzzles the hand People know they can work with me. With you? Hell, kill or be killed.”

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429. “If you are wise and lucky and live long as me, you will learn this pain is just a drop in the sea.”

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430. “Rulers tend to dislike those who break rules.”

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431. “Everyone is so frightened of change,” I say before smiling sincerely at the broken man. “You remind me of my uncle.”

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432. “I let fear drive my hope away. I let war become me, and my men followed.”

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433. “Each time I returned to my wife, I told her that her boys died well. There’s no such thing.”

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434. “I don’t know if she understands what game I’m playing.”

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435. “And what can bond sinners but their sins? None of my people would understand. Secrets are weight.”

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436. “Power isn’t real. It’s just a word.”

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437. “They see my slender hands and naked face and believe me weak. Dangerous game, judging a blade by its scabbard.”

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438. “It is precarious to put so much faith in one man, but no more precarious than putting my faith in Volga. So much balances on the good intentions of dangerous people. It’s enough to give a man gray hair.”

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439. “I hope you loved and loathed this story. I hope you read into the early morning, well past any reasonable hour, and that you come along with me for the conclusion of this little tale, and many more that are yet to be written.”

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440. “It is said that a life is made great by sorrow and joy.”

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441. “She sniffs me. “Are you drunk?” She looks back at the flushed Howlers and teetering Telemanuses. “Are they all drunk?” “Shhh,” I say and hand her a flask. “You’re too sober.” Mickey is finishing the ceremony.”

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442. “But we need shelter. Me probably even more than Victra’s newborn will. Thing will probably come out with fangs and a silk cloak.”

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443. “I rise into darkness, away from the garden they watered with the blood of my friends.”

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444. “Five hundred years.” I shake my head. “This is our bloodydamn planet.” “Through sweat and toil it was made so,” he agrees. “Then what will it take to take it back?” “Blood.” Dancer smiles at me like a township alleycat. There’s a beast behind this man’s fatherly smiles. Eo was right. It comes to violence.”

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445. “This is more a part of war than trumpets or starships. Quiet, unremembered moments of cruelty.”

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446. “He would have been a tall boy, but he could never get enough food to put meat on his bones. His mother died next. The people of Lykos did the Fading Dirge for them – a tragic thumping of fists against chests, fading slowly, slowly, till the fists, like her heart, beat no more and all dispersed. The.”

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447. “I hope his pain fades in death. I did not love him till he was dead; and he should be dead, but he is still my brother. So I pray he finds peace in the vale and that I will see him again one day and we’ll embrace as brothers as he forgives me for what I did to him, because I did it for a dream, for our people.”

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448. “Daughter, you are my heart,” he replies. “I trust you like I trust the vaulting sky. I look up, and there it is. Different shades, perhaps, but always there. Always true.”

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449. “When falls the Rain, be brave. Be brave.”

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450. “Yet I’m a Red acting like a Gold. No man is bound to his fate. I can change him. I know I can. But how?”

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