Sam J. Charlton > Quotes

“Men like you should be left to the mercy of women like me.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Citadel of Lies

“When you’re lost there’s nowhere to go but forward. One step at a time – and the way will show itself.”
― Sam J. Charlton, Journey of Shadows

“Nothing ever stayed the same. There was no force in this world strong enough to withstand the march of time.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Well of Secrets

“Did it ever occur to you that when he told you he would come back he was lying? Many a man has done it. He probably meant no malice – he just did not want to see your tears and pleading. If you find him in Tarras you may not like what you discover. He won't thank you for crossing 'mountain and down' to find him. Life is not like the songs Avalon, tis far less pretty.”
― Sam J. Charlton, Journey of Shadows

“Twill be the end of us all when it comes...
The moon will devour the sun...
The sea will rise in a great wave and drown the world...
The Realms will fall...
Evil will crawl across the land.”
― Sam J. Charlton, Journey of Shadows

“If you want to make amends for the life you have led then start now.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Children of Isador

“That was the way with folk; full of sympathy for the plight of others until something was asked of them.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Well of Secrets

“There are different kinds of anger. There is the kind that flares bright, like a fire devouring dry wood – an anger that dies as quickly as it ignites. There is the kind that takes its time to rise, but leaves devastation in its wake when it does. And then, there is the anger that is always there, in the pit of your belly – gnawing, biting and twisting – and reminding you of its presence every waking moment. This is the kind that can kill you, if given enough time.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Citadel of Lies

“Golden tongues of fire licked the night-sky, lighting up Brenna’s ancient sky-line in terrible beauty. The wizard and his young companion watched the flames devour the city like a hungry beast. The knowledge they had only barely escaped from the Morg’s clutches did not fill them with relief but a sense of burgeoning panic – the sacking of Brenna was only a taste of what was to come.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Children of Isador

“Down they went, into the darkness. Down ancient, worn steps coated in slippery mildew. Down into the deep recesses of the earth, far beneath the corridors of Deep-Spire.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Well of Secrets