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Deception is a tactic: use it. Do whatever it takes to win.

Janet Morris

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Janet Morris
Age: 78
Born: 1946
Born: May 25
Author
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Science Fiction Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Janet Ellen Morris
Janet E. Morris
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Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.
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Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.
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All gods are tricksters, and war gods worst of any.
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It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right.
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Now the Fates are here on the beach, three shadows blacker than black, walking through the dunes and looking for their own. Just shadows, lamb-white hands beneath black robes spun of tears, glide among the celebrants on this night wherein the spirits of Thebes have found a home, if serendipitously.
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Be polite to all, friendly to none. Be professional. Be ready to kill everyone and everything.
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Some nights, valor and cold purpose aren't enough.
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Fight for life itself and everlasting freedom of the human spirit.
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Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.
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Gods colliding, ethos and mythos trying to combine. The Sacred Band caught up in a whirlwind not of any god's devising: he and Niko had wanted to save twenty-three pairs of fated Theban fighters. Now everything feels fated and fighting oversweeps its boundaries of time and place and plane.
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The only unfair fight is the one you lose.
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There must be love, and understanding, to betray. Most men haven't the wit or the honor for betrayal: not to know it when they see it not the stomach to apprehend it as they do it. Most men, blind and dumb in their self-centeredness, don't betray: they merely disappoint.
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Reasons never matter, once Death comes cold and bold and takes the living by the hand. You count up your dead, every one.
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