T.C. Southwell > Quotes

“Rejoice, child, the Demon Lord will return for you. He will survive for you; win for you. You are what binds him to life, for he has something the Black Lord does not, the most powerful force of all. Love.”
― T.C. Southwell

“Here was the Master of the Dance, the deadliest assassin in all of Jondar, unable to stomach the sight of a birth.”
― T.C. Southwell, God Touched

“Any man who claims never to have known fear is either a fool or a liar.”
― T.C. Southwell, The Queen's Blade

“He was shadows. Cool, calm, dead. Like Conash. The boy who had been Conash, but was no longer. Dead boy. Dead Son. Born dead in a river of blood under a Death Moon in a blizzard, and given a grave-name.”
― T.C. Southwell, Conash: Dead Son

“Blade shot her a quick glance, his eyes skipping off her nudity, his face heating again. He picked up the dress. “Don't you want to put this on?”

She shot him a disbelieving look. “I'm in the middle of giving birth. I'm not going to put on a damned dress!”
― T.C. Southwell, God Touched

“A blade cannot be safely grasped, it cuts any who touch it. Hold it lightly and you may be safe, take a firmer grip, and you will lose your fingers.”
― T.C. Southwell, The Queen's Blade

“Vengeance." "It is a sweet cup with bitter dregs, but I have grown accustomed to it. I have drunk my fill of it, yet it is never empty.”
― T.C. Southwell, The Queen's Blade

“Jayon dismounted to buy a bunch of flowers from a pretty girl with a cheeky grin, remounted and handed them to Blade. The assassin's brows rose.

"I didn't know you liked me that much, boy.”
― T.C. Southwell

“One hand, one knee. Dragging, sliding, burning. One hand, one knee.”
― T.C. Southwell, Conash: Dead Son

“Everything deserved his fury. No one had helped him or cared about his fate. No one had saved him. He would save himself or die trying.”
― T.C. Southwell

“Nothing can be said to be impossible unless it has been attempted. Has it?”
― T.C. Southwell, The Queen's Blade

“I evened the score a long time ago, but maybe if I kill you, I will feel better about it.”
― T.C. Southwell, The Queen's Blade

“You're too cold to freeze, Blade. You have a heart of ice. I try to help you, and all I receive is scorn.”
― T.C. Southwell, Sacrifice

“What a waste for such a handsome man to be..."
Minna chuckled. "So you find him attractive."
"Who would not, My Queen?"
"Indeed, you are right. Who would not? But alas, no woman will ever find comfort in his arms, or passion in his eyes, though it is not impossible that he should love. A woman willing to sacrifice the hope of children might find great happiness with him if she was prepared to be his friend."
"But would he wish it?”
― T.C. Southwell