Ace Ravlot

“Protecting the weak is the whole fucking basis for civilization. If you're not protecting the weak, you're not civilized. You're fucking animals.”
― Robert Kirkman, The Walking Dead, Vol. 26: Call to Arms

“Мама — это был мой мир. Моя планета. Если у меня даже что-то болело, возьмешься за мамину руку, и болеть перестает. Ночью я всегда спала рядышком с ней, чем теснее, тем меньше страха. Если мама близко, кажется, что все у нас, как раньше дома было. Закроешь глаза — никакой войны нет. Мама только не любила разговаривать о смерти. А я все время расспрашивала…”
― Светлана Алексиевич, Ostatni świadkowie. Utwory solowe na głos dziecięcy

“Then the angels, the demon, and the Nephilim flew to distant corners of the sky, leaving a moment's brilliant flash of light behind them, as below, Luce and Daniel fell in love for the first-and the last- time”
― Lauren Kate, Rapture

“No killing,” Jordan said. “We’re trying to make you feel peaceful, so you don’t go up in flames. Blood, killing, war, those are all non-peaceful things. Isn’t there anything else you like? Rainforests? Chirping birds?”

“Weapons,” said Jace. “I like weapons.”

“I’m starting to think we have a problematic issue of personal philosophy here.”

Jace leaned forward, his palms flat on the ground. “I’m a warrior,” he said. “I was brought up as a warrior. I didn’t have toys, I had weapons. I slept with a wooden sword until I was five. My first books were medieval demonologies with illuminated pages. The first songs I learned were chants to banish demons. I know what brings me peace, and it isn’t sandy beaches or chirping birds in rainforests. I want a weapon in my hand and a strategy to win.”

Jordan looked at him levelly. “So you’re saying that what brings you peace … is war.”

“Now you get it.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire