J.S. Bailey > Quotes

“The world is one unending chess match, my dear, and I am the one playing it how I please. I poke and prod to move my pieces to places I find desirable. And the defiant ones who resist me I simply remove from the board." He pulled up his right sleeve, showing Laura a sheathed dagger strapped to his arm. "But you, Laura, are not of this chess match at all. You walked unexpectedly onto my board, scattering my pieces out of the way, the ones that I had worked on so tirelessly to arrange to perfection.”
― J.S. Bailey, The Land Beyond the Portal

“There are people who hate the truth. It is a poison to them. The only way to protect themselves from the poison is to eliminate those who bring it.”
― J.S. Bailey, Vapors

“Only the flesh dies, Kerry. The flesh is vapor. When the vapor drifts away and is gone, only we remain.”
― J.S. Bailey, Vapors

“Oh, fine.' Rochelle sprinkled some water over one of the glowstones and laid the object down in the center of their tiny camp. 'I didn't know you were afraid of the dark.'

'It isn't the dark I'm afraid of. It's the things hiding in the dark that I can't see.' Laura closed her eyes. 'Like ninjas.”
― J.S. Bailey, The Land Beyond the Portal

“We work our whole lives trying to get rich so we can impress the world with our fancy houses and cars, but in the end it doesn't matter how much money we make. What matters most are the choices we make, and unfortunately I made some very bad choices.”
― J.S. Bailey, Rage's Echo

“We're never ready for the things that change us the most.”
― J.S. Bailey, Sacrifice

“A house divided against itself cannot stand,”
― J.S. Bailey, Servant

“I did it in the middle of the night, too, so Ken wouldn’t know I’d gone. That was the worst part because I really did love him. But I couldn’t stay.”
― J.S. Bailey, Sacrifice

“As much as he loathed himself for it, he couldn't stop thinking about Abigail. If he hadn't met her, he might be married to someone else. Some nice woman who didn't throw dishes at him. He'd be asleep right now, lying on his side with her warm body snuggled up against his chest, and their children--yes, he was quite sure there would have been two or three of them--would be sound asleep in the next room dreaming of sugarplums or whatever kids dreamed about. If he hadn't met Abigail, he certainly wouldn't be stuffed like a slab of meat in the back of a car with his own executioners.”
― J.S. Bailey, Rage's Echo

“For all I know, each and every one of us has a little crazy inside. It's just a matter of making sure nobody lets it out.”
― J.S. Bailey, Sacrifice