Golden Son (Red Rising Book 2)

We are not our station in life. We are us—the sum of what we’ve done, what we want to do, and the people who we keep close.

Momentum is everything to a Helldiver, to military endeavors, to life. Keep moving and dare someone to get in your path.

And what is the bloodydamn point of surviving in this cold world if I run from the only warmth it has to offer?

“Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair,”

Slaves do not have the bravery of free men. That is why Golds lie to lowReds and make them think they are brave. That is why they lie to Obsidians and make them think it is an honor to serve gods. Easier than the truth. Yet it takes only one truth to bring a kingdom of lies crashing down.

‘Home isn’t where you’re from, it’s where you find light when all grows dark.’

The brightest minds enslaved to an economy that demanded toys instead of space exploration or technologies that could revolutionize our race.

He always thinks because I’m reading, I’m not doing anything. There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extroverted.

“You meet a man, you know him. You meet a woman, she knows you.” He laughs to himself about some memory. “Might be easier thinking her some terror in the night. But she’s flesh and blood. She has friends. She has family. And she thinks you a threat to them.”