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The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5) QUOTES

The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5) QUOTES

1 " It is easy to kill. It is equally easy to destroy glass windows. Any fool can do either. Why is it only the wise who perceive that it is wisdom to let live, when even lunatics can sometimes understand that it is better to open a window than to smash the glass? "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

2 " It doesn't stop being magic because you can you explain it, Father. "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

3 " Be your own judge. But commit no trespass, remembering that where another's liberty begins your own inevitably meets its boundary. "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

4 " God is no respecter of either persons or names - Dieu or Gott or Kyrie or Adonai or Wakantanka. He is the Great Spirit whose pity we ask. "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

5 " Yes, she loved the Lord and Lady in Their many forms . . . but those forms spanned the universe of space and time that sprang from Them, and They could be as terrible as the fiery death of suns, as inexorable as Time. A mother's kiss on her child's face came from Them, but so also the glaciers that grind continents to dust. "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

6 " Mackenzies buried a rapist at a crossroads, with a spear thrust in the soil above; and they buried him living when they could, as a sacrifice to turn aside the anger of the Earth Powers. "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

7 " Testosterone rots the brain . . . "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

8 " And doesn’t everything die and return; the grass, the trees, the fields? Why not us? "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

9 " Oh Powers of Earth and Sky, what is it that you’ve brought back, to run wild once more upon the ridge of the world? "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

10 " The knife he held was obsidian, sharp enough to cut a dream. "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

11 " the Covenstead at the center of the town . . . no, the Saints called it a Meeting House. The center was a big hall lit by clerestory windows around the edge where the bright light of dawn showed. One half was full of pews, the second—oddly—equipped with basketball hoops and a recessed "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

12 " from that valley near the Tetons, over past the Wind River "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)

13 " God is the greatest of artists! How good of Him to give us this world, and the change to imitate Him by bettering it. Wryly: If only we did not mar it, and ourselves, so often! "

― S.M. Stirling , The Scourge of God (Emberverse, #5)