D.J. Molles > Quotes

“The only easy day was yesterday!”
― D.J. Molles, The Remaining

“Complacency kills. Paranoia is the reason I’m still alive.”
― D.J. Molles, The Remaining

“In this world, you have to die to find peace.”
― D.J. Molles, Aftermath

“Do not love your country. Love your God-given freedoms. Don’t fight for a government, but rather fight against anyone who would threaten your liberty, and your right to be alive.”
― D.J. Molles, Extinction

“a righteous man is honest, even to his own undoing.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“You cannot be who you were.”
― D.J. Molles, Fractured

“Be still and let it wash over you. You are a stone at the bottom of a river. You are hard rock. The water wears you down, but it only makes you smoother. And the smoother and harder you are, the less the flow can affect you.”
― D.J. Molles, Wolves

“But no matter how long a father has been in the ground, he always speaks to his children. A person forever remembers their mother’s arms and their father’s words.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“Necessity and survival were brutal tutors, and they only gave pass or fail.”
― D.J. Molles, The Remaining

“Surely your violence and brutality will follow you all the days of your life, and when you are finally slaughtered like a dog, you will go straight to Hell forever. Amen.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“Air. Enough blood to keep your heart pumping. Water. Calories. That’s all you need.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“Cursing the little place where you found yourself would do no good. It would not free you from your prison, or make the millions of megatons of earth and stone that sat over your head go away. But you cursed it anyways, because when you’re completely powerless all you can do is shake your fist.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“When you were focused on whether everyone else was doing their job correctly, you were least likely to be focused on doing your own job correctly.”
― D.J. Molles, The Remaining

“Then he thrust out, pulling the pistol back just before it touched the man’s clavicle, and then fired three shots in a downward trajectory, each one punching through the bottom of the man’s neck and traveling down through his body where they punched through organs and vertebrae and the pelvic bone and came out through the man’s leg, groin, and anus.”
― D.J. Molles, Trust

“It was the first and only fight of his childhood, but it had taught him a valuable lesson about human nature, how people were just another species of animal, and like any animal, from the biggest predators, to the smallest scavengers, most human beings could only be pushed so far before they lashed out.”
― D.J. Molles, Aftermath

“And it is then, when The Cause, with its greedy mouth, tries to take more from you, tries to take that part of you that you cannot give away, it is only then that you realize all of your sacrifices have been for nothing. You have given yourself to a fraud. And what is left to replace what has been taken is not a hero’s pride, but a bitter emptiness that sours even that last little core of yourself that you cling to. This is the destiny of the man who serves, the man who stands for others. This is the lot of the ones who go out to confront the wolf. This is the disillusionment of all those who protect the flock. This is their secret: that they have allowed their instincts to be used, not for the protection of others, but for the gain of a few. And their “honor” is a monument to the ashes of all those little pieces of themselves that they never got back.”
― D.J. Molles, Fractured

“To give so much of yourself to a cause, to believe in something so wholeheartedly, so blindly, that you willingly suffer the scars, and you do not complain when the little parts of you are chipped away. You keep telling yourself that it is for a greater good, that there is a higher purpose. And you do not think to read deeper until there is so little of you left that you cannot survive without it and be the same person. And it is then, when The Cause, with its greedy mouth, tries to take more from you, tries to take that part of you that you cannot give away, it is only then that you realize all of your sacrifices have been for nothing. You have given yourself to a fraud. And what is left to replace what has been taken is not a hero’s pride but a bitter emptiness that sours even that last little core of yourself that you cling to.”
― D.J. Molles, Fractured

“With his gut-sack securely pinned to his nut-sack,”
― D.J. Molles, Refugees

“Beyond that was the hypnotic slur of nature’s constant background noise, louder now for man’s lack of interference. The cicada call, rising and falling, the chatter of birds, a million other life-forms acting out their daily existence, oblivious to the changed world around them and the plight of the one species on the planet that seemed to doom themselves at every turn.”
― D.J. Molles, Aftermath

“Fort Bragg was a military base that Lee and Tomlin, as well as most members of the United States Army, were familiar with. Home of the 82nd Airborne, as well as US Army Special Operations Command, it was an infamous shit hole. Two hundred and fifty-one square miles of sand and pine trees, adjoining the city of Fayetteville, which was for the most part an old military town and had the same used-up look as all military towns.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“This was combat. You created the chaos, but at the same time, tried not to be a part of it, tried not to be affected by it. It was a strange mix of hot-blooded instinct, and cold-blooded logic. It was fighting with emotion, but thinking with your head, almost as though your mind was the handler and your body the beast, the two of them at odds, and yet oddly the same. And when the two forces fell into step with each other, it was sickening and exhilarating all at once.”
― D.J. Molles, Aftermath

“knew. Everything is in a constant state of atrophy. And yet the decay had no bottom, no endpoint. It seemed there was always room for things to worsen. Unless”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“Arnie Brewer hitched his baggy pants up over the loose skin of his gut, which used to hold the substantial potbelly that he could have rested a beer can on while he watched TV. Now his midsection was floppy and weird, all the fat sucked out of it, but the skin was still there, hanging off of him like a deflated balloon. He had to position the waistband of his pants in the right spot—slightly low on his hips—so that it pinned the folds of loose skin to his crotch. Otherwise, if he ran, it would constantly flail around and smack him repeatedly in his groin.”
― D.J. Molles, Refugees

“But he was beyond words now. He was beyond the reach of any human touch. He had delved into savagery. He was primal.”
― D.J. Molles, Primal

“she was having a hard time controlling her anger lately—Maybe people should stop making me angry—and”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“You’d run until you couldn’t run anymore. And we never did find out where you were trying to get to. Hell, I don’t think you ever reached it.”
― D.J. Molles, Primal

“Her mind seemed in the habit of jumping to the worst possible conclusions, but maybe that wasn’t such a bad habit. Maybe that was the type of thing that kept you alive.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“But nerves always festered in the stillness of waiting. Left at idle, the mind could make a coward of even the bravest man.”
― D.J. Molles, Extinction

“Am I apeshit?” She stooped and began to gather wood. “No.” Harper shook his head. “You’re just crazy. But that’s okay. You can come back from crazy.”
― D.J. Molles, Allegiance

“Do not love your country. Love your God-given freedoms. Don’t fight for a government, but rather fight against anyone who would threaten your liberty, and your right to be alive. Government does not exist to be served, but to serve, and to be a physical manifestation of common ideals. And to protect those ideals through the forceful hand of the people that espouse them.”
― D.J. Molles, Extinction