Alex

“A multiverse hurtling toward an inevitable heat death 100 trillion years in the future. An alien race of religious fanatics bent on absorbing all sentient life. Another alien race fighting back. A world of magicians living in secret. And himself, a contractor, a human Vorid that could absorb his enemies and grow stronger. All in less than 24 hours. And here he was, relaxing on his roof. Maybe video games really did desensitize you to this stuff. Except if he died, he wasn’t going to pop back to life.”
― Andrew Ball, Contractor

“Along the way, he followed his own advice and snagged a pair of mismatched daggers from the corpses of fallen archers. They weren’t as well-made as the ones he’d taken from the dead rogue, but they had pointy ends he could stab into people and that was really all that mattered in a dagger.”
― Drew Hayes, NPCs

“To say that nothing is true is to realize that the foundations of society are fragile and that we must be the shepherds of our civilization.
To say that everything is permitted is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with their consequences, whether glorious or tragic.”
― Ezio Auditore da Firenze

“Colonel, I'm giving you a direct order. Eat the fucking cookie.”
― John Scalzi, The Ghost Brigades