C.J. Brightley > Quotes

“Yourself the sun, and I the melting frost, Myself the flax and you the kindly fire ... Bright star that you are, remember that not all of us are made of flame.”
― C.J. Brightley, The Lord of Dreams

“Heroes rarely get to rest when they desire to.”
― C.J. Brightley, The Lord of Dreams

“Men aren't an inexhaustible resource, even for a king. Soldiers must have faith that their sacrifices are worthwhile.”
― C.J. Brightley

“What a weak love that would be, if I can only esteem the things that bowed to me easily or the things that did not cause pain! I had to love you as you are, and yet hope for you to be better...”
― C.J. Brightley, The Wraith and the Rose

“Often, she was a princess because they were her stories and she wanted to be a princess.”
― C.J. Brightley, The Lord of Dreams

“It is easy to ignore an insult when you have no respect for the one who utters it. It is much harder when it comes from one you revere and love.”
― C.J. Brightley, The Wraith and the Rose

“You're human. It's one of the things humans do. Lies just spring out, even unbidden and unintended.”
― C.J. Brightley, The Lord of Dreams

“Wouldn't it be better to love extravagantly, risking a little temporary embarrassment, than to hold back for fear of the unknown?”
― C.J. Brightley, The Wraith and the Rose

“The way to be brave was to behave as if she were not afraid, even though she was.”
― C.J. Brightley, The Lord of Dreams

“He still looked confused, dazed, and I pushed him into the water ahead of me. I kept one hand firm on his shoulder and steered him up the river. Ankle-deep, the water was painfully cold as it seeped through the seams in my boots. The boy stumbled several times and would have stopped, but I pushed him on.

We'd gone perhaps half a league upriver when I heard the first faint bay of hounds. They were behind us, already approaching the riverbank, and the baying rapidly grew louder. I took my hand from the boy's shoulder t curl my fingers around the hilt of my sword. As if my sword would do much. If they wanted him dead, they'd have archers.”
― C.J. Brightley, The King's Sword