Bryn Hammond, Amgalant Two: Tribal Brawls Quotes
The glue between the horn that pushes and the sinew that pulls. The glue gets ignored, but you know, Ahai, up to half of a bow is glue. I suspect Ogodoi is the son I can least afford to lose.
The animals haven't split apart into what they think and what they feel. They are whole and trust in their instincts.
In the rare air of that altitude he forgot he was he. One way or another that was the aim of life. Shamans flew outside the self in ecstasy. Other people found love, or causes.
Tchingis, if you determine this is to be so, who can withstand you? You are poetry after an ugly day, and heal wounds I didn't know I had.
Such coincidences were the rhymes that God wrote into fate, his chords of music.
He only knows a single thing to clasp, that like God can't be split up into pieces: our honesty to one another.
I am a neighbour king to stretch my branches over him, just as Toghrul sheltered me when I was a weed-stalk next to a strong tree.