Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win.
—Sun Tzu, The Art of War (via chanelbagsandcigarettedrags)
I was at the bottom of the sea, the pressure dense, crushing, inexorable. Dead silence strained against my eardrums. The darkness was without reprieve. No mental adjustment could make it less absolute. It was impenetrable — black painted over black painted over black.
It’s interesting how life is so symmetrical, binding itself into recurrent themes between the books. I wonder if the audience finds it as painful or if they veil it with a romantic nostalgia as the protagonist struggles continually.
Altuzarra S/S 2014