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Use him wisely. Few have been given such a weapon by the gods or Fates before.

Janet Morris

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Janet Morris
Age: 78
Born: 1946
Born: May 25
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Janet Ellen Morris
Janet E. Morris
God
Fate
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Given
Fates
Wisely
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Gods

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To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner.
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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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If you want to write something completely unique, you will probably fail or at best write something without redeeming value. The mind works in certain patterns: the mind organizes facts in story form it is your commonality with that body of human thought that makes a good book, not its estrangement from the common values that humans share.
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Don't forget, Riddler, how I love thee. Or all we shared together. Or that this sea and all other seas can lead you back to me.
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If it was true today, it might be untrue tomorrow.
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We've the new hard-steel, though why they're all so hot to pay twice the price when men're soft as clay and even wood will pierce the boldest belly, I can't say.
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I'm just a weapon of the god.
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Learn what can, and cannot, be asked from destiny.
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Wisdom, Niko thought as he leaned his cheek against his long-handled rake, cannot be had without price.
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Tempus wanders eternally, bringing death to whomever loves him and being spurned by whomsoever he shall love.
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I am always yours to call, wherever the sea can reach.
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It is upon each soul to recognize its limit.
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For me, myth is the 'common' language of us all.
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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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One man can make another's life so much better.
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Such hubris could only come from a man's mouth.
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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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What is needed is never to be had without price.
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You count up your dead, every one. Always. Recall them, each and all - every face, every heart.
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Wars don't bring lasting peace, only lasting death.
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