“Faith?” The word popped out before I could think about it. “Faith in what? A higher power? The gods? The universe?” My voice cracked at the end, and I realized what this whole thing had done to my faith, if I’d had any to begin with. I realized that the thought of a higher being in charge of all this made me angry.”
Brodi Ashton“Brother, when you've been here as long as I have, you'll come to discover there are only one or two essential things worth living for. Unique to you and you alone. My honor is one of them for me. I keep my honor by keeping the relic out of their hands.”
Brodi Ashton, Neverfall“Heroes don't exist. And if they did, I wouldn't be one of them.”
Brodi Ashton, Everneath“If there is an afterlife, I want my soul intact. And then maybe I'll see you there."I smiled, somehow calm now that I was facing something inevitable. I was getting the good-bye I'd always wanted. - Nikki”
Brodi Ashton, Everneath“If the eye really was a muscle, I had pulled it long ago.”
Brodi Ashton, Neverfall“How are you still sane?""Who says I am? I only stopped asking myself the escape question when the walls started to answer me."Shit.”
Brodi Ashton, Neverfall“What was the point of finding something worth living for if my life was no longer in my own hands?”
Brodi Ashton, Neverfall“He paused and let out a little sigh. Then I’m saying it wrong, because it has everything to do with you. I want what Hades and Persephone had, and I can’t do it without you. The only time the queen of the Everneath has been overthrown is when an Everliving has found his perfect match. I’ve spent my whole life - and it’s a long one, trust me - looking for my perfect match, and it’s you. I knew you were different from the first moment I met you. The first moment you placed your hands on mine. You remember?”
Brodi Ashton, Everneath“In the moment I faced dying, I finally knew my reason for living.”
Brodi Ashton, Neverfall“Sometimes, when something hurts us, our hearts break a little-in a slightly ... more literal way than for humans. Our pain sort of spills out and onto anyone around us. We call it a cracked heart.”
Brodi Ashton, Everneath