Daniela

“Go on.” I sip the coffee. “This is whiskey.”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star

“Bye, Felicia.”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star

“And I wonder, in my last moments, if the planet does not mind that we wound her surface or pillage her bounty, because she knows we silly warm things are not even a breath in her cosmic life. We have grown and spread, and will rage and die. And when all that remains of us is our steel monuments and plastic idols, her winds will whisper, her sands will shift, and she will spin on and on, forgetting about the bold, hairless apes who thought they deserved immortality.”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star

“You know a people have given up when they stop teaching their children.”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star