Glynn James > Quotes

“Whatever happens, keep moving and thinking. Countless millions have spent their last moments on Earth paralyzed by confusion. Don’t be among them. These words faded out again, but not before leaving their mark on him. And this mark was indelible. He knew now: he was somehow going to have to think his way out of this.”
― Glynn James, The Horizon

“The New World. I don’t know. I think I like this one, even if it’s a bit old and worn.”
― Glynn James, Another Man's Gold

“They even had a name for it: “hindsight bias.” It referred to the difficulty of remembering how little you knew at the time, how uncertain things were, before they all played out. Even wildly contingent events looked inevitable in retrospect. But they weren’t. And it’s actually psychologically difficult to imagine not knowing back then what you know now.”
― Glynn James, Empire of the Dead

“I wish I'd known back then that it would be the last time that I would ever speak to you. I would have told you to run and never stop, ever. I would have told you that I loved you.”
― Glynn James, At Last Goodbye

“But, ultimately, it turned out that those deceptively simple words were a lot heavier than he ever could have imagined. Because what they don’t tell you is: even after you had not given up, many times, and yet not a damned thing had come of it… you have to not give up all over again. Then you had to do it again, and again – long after you thought you’d already checked that one off.”
― Glynn James, Death of Empires

“Whatever happens, keep moving and thinking. Countless millions have spent their last moments on Earth paralyzed by confusion. Don’t be among them.”
― Glynn James, Exodus

“…through all the fleeting life which God has given you in this world, for this is what you are meant to get out of your life of toil under the sun.” The writer of Ecclesiastes”
― Glynn James, Arisen, Omnibus One

“and even if you had supplies for a long siege… you could still be hunkered down in your fortress, feeling nice and safe – and then a fire breaks out. Enjoy your fire drill. Your rendezvous and evacuation point is down there, on the corner of Dead Guy Ave and You’re Fucked Street.”
― Glynn James, Fortress Britain

“All of the injuries were bright little nexuses of pain in her much-abused body. But they felt warm, and she liked them, because they reminded her she was alive.”
― Glynn James, Exodus

“maximum violence instantly. That’s how most fights are won. The dirty way. The”
― Glynn James, Empire of the Dead

“the great thing was to control everything you could; and then get lucky with the rest.”
― Glynn James, Empire of the Dead

“Its face appeared through the mist, the mouth torn and the left side of its skull shattered. Ragged and bloodstained shreds of clothing, hanging from the gaunt frame, grew visible as it advanced. Congealed black fluid leaked out of sores that burned red with infection, and its bones cracked in defiance with every movement as it staggered into sight. And”
― Glynn James, Fortress Britain

“It would not be better if things happened to men just as they wish.”
― Glynn James, Death of Empires

“Fick had long considered himself to be one of the sheepdogs. This was a trope that had gained currency among military, police, and other first responders and guardians of civilization during the counter-terror wars of the early twenty-first century. The idea was that the great mass of humanity had no malice in them, and were as incapable of any kind of violence as, well, sheep. There was nothing wrong with being a sheep – most of them were good, honorable, productive citizens, who worked hard and took care of their families. And they would be free to simply go on doing it if not for… the wolves. These were the tiny but powerful subset of humanity who lived to threaten, to terrorize, to rip off, and to hurt and kill the sheep. Criminals, psychos, terrorists, violent men of whatever allegiance, or of none. And the only thing blocking their culling of the sheep was… the sheepdogs. And if sheepdogs like Fick actually looked a lot like the wolves – fierce, armed, resolved, and dangerous – it was because they had to be as willing and able to use violence as the wolves were. As a result, the sheep were sometimes nearly as scared of the sheepdogs as they were of the wolves – both because they were strange and violent, and because they reminded them of the unpleasant fact that they lived in a dangerous world with wolves in it. And that they could only go about their lives safely under the watchful eyes and guns of the sheepdogs. But the difference between the wolves and the sheepdogs was stark: while the wolves had no empathy for anyone, the sheepdogs liked people – had in fact pledged their lives to protect them. Even if they sometimes got little in the way of thanks.”
― Glynn James, Maximum Violence

“Come, eat your food with joy and drink your wine with a glad heart … enjoy life with the woman you love, through all the fleeting life which God has given you in this world…”
― Glynn James, Arisen, Omnibus One

“ran the world. Like he felt no one was getting”
― Glynn James, Fortress Britain