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1 " He is wounded, but he is still the Leopard, still dangerous. His eyes look through you, until they don’t. That’s when he’ll kill you. "
― M.C. Scott , Rome: The Art of War (Rome, #4)
2 " My lady, it is the lady empress Sextilia Augusta, mother to—’ ‘She knows to whom I am mother. The entire world knows to whom I am mother. The entire world shares my shame.’ The empress’s voice was sharp "
3 " What of honour? What of courage? What of all the things that bind the legions together?’ He gave a shrug and a nod together, and a faint grin that was all the old Juvens; wild, erratic, carefree. His tilted palm said, ‘What of them? Life is too precious. "
4 " The dying go so swiftly at the end. Always the speed of their leaving catches me unawares; so much left to say, to promise, to pray for. "