Cody

“How far away is the sun?"
"Unreachable. And right in the palm of our hands.”
― Emily Huffman, Rise of the Forgehearts

“Enclosed. How tempting it is to raise high walls and keep out change. Rot here in our own self-satisfied comfort. Enclosures of any kind are a fertile breeding ground for hatred of outsiders. That produces a bitter harvest.”
― Frank Herbert, Chapterhouse: Dune

“Of all the battles Loken had fought at his commander's side, that was the fiercest, the saddest, the most vicious. Teeth barred in firelight, swinging his blade at the foe on all sides, Horus seemed more noble than Loken had ever known. He would remember that moment, years later, when fate had played its cruel trick and sense had turned upside down. He would remember Horus, Warmaster, in that narrow firelit street, defining the honour and unyielding courage of the Imperium of Man.

There should have been frescoes painted, poems written, symphonies composed, all to celebrate that instant when Horus made his most absolute statement of devotion to the Throne. And to his father.

There would be none.

The hateful future swallowed up such possibilities, swallowed the memories too, until the very fact of that nobility became impossible to believe.”
― Dan Abnett, Horus Rising

“It starts with this: put your desk in the corner, and every time you sit down there to write, remind yourself why it isn't in the middle of the room. Life isn't a support system for art. It's the other way around.”
― Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft