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“Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings 鈥�”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Perhaps there never was a monument more characteristic of an age and people than the Alhambra; a rugged fortress without, a voluptuous palace within; war frowning from its battlements; poetry breathing throughout the fairy architecture of its halls.”
― Washington Irving, Tales of the Alhambra

“She is a fortress build with fortitude.
She goes on when she鈥檚 deadbeat.
She can鈥檛 quit, because others are watching. She smiles instead.”
― Tatsiana, 99 Sketches: A collection of philosophical and inspirational notes

“A fortress of books," Mirabella says. She imagines little Katharine stacking volumes to craft a careful, curving tower. And then reading her way out.”
― Kendare Blake, Five 鈥婦ark Fates

“My soul is utterly frantic for that single place of perfect refuge from which I can clearly see the winds rip and hear the tempest tear, yet despite the ferocity of the tumult I rest in such a sublime peace it is as if neither existed at all. And if I have not yet found such a place, it is because I have not yet found God.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough, An Intimate Collision: Encounters with Life and Jesus

“I am going to build a fortress of books.
Will you come inside and live with me?”
― Kamand Kojouri

“All is artifice in my world, Constantine. Even me. Especially me. He taught me to be a duchess, to be an impregnable fortress, to be the guardian of my own heart, But he admitted that he could not teach me how or when to allow the fortress to be breached or my heart to be unlocked. It would simply happen, he said. he promised it would, in fact. But how is love to find me, even assuming it is looking?”
― Mary Balogh, A Secret Affair

“In that smooth fortress of glass, I caught a glimpse of my corruption gripping steel, which before I had thought of as my salvation, but now represented my obliteration.”
― J.D. Stroube, Caged in Spirit

“Suddenly finding myself imprisoned in the ruins of the fortresses I created, I realize that that which I built to protect me has now become a labyrinth that is set to destroy me. And laying spent in the rubble, I finally realize that there is only one fortress and I cannot create it because there is only one God.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“As long as we build walls around our cities, we make desperate people who want to come in more resolute to bring them down.”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Book of Wisdom

“They saw how the wall around Eden stretched away on either hand, with only the one opening, as though to guard those within from hungry hordes who might wish to come inside. And next to the cherubim they saw the flaming sword. 鈥� The flaming sword turned this way, to prevent any intruder entering from the east, and that way, to prevent any intruder entering from the west. But it did not ever turn in the direction of the garden. The mouse and the beetle stood together watching it for a long time. Beyond it the country stretched away, with winding rivers and low hills and stands of trees and no moving thing in sight. The beetle said, 鈥楾hese are formidable defences. No one can enter Eden. But I do not see that there is anything to prevent us leaving.”
― Lucy Hughes-Hallett, Peculiar Ground

“The defenders retreated, but in good order. A musket flamed and a ball shattered a marine鈥檚 collar bone, spinning him around. The soldiers screamed terrible battle-cries as they began their grim job of clearing the defenders off the parapet with quick professional close-quarter work. Gamble trod on a fallen ramrod and his boots crunched on burnt wadding. The French reached steps and began descending into the bastion.
'Bayonets!' Powell bellowed. 'I want bayonets!'
'Charge the bastards!' Gamble screamed, blinking another man's blood from his eyes. There was no drum to beat the order, but the marines and seamen surged forward.
'Tirez!' The French had been waiting, and their muskets jerked a handful of attackers backwards. Their officer, dressed in a patched brown coat, was horrified to see the savage looking men advance unperturbed by the musketry. His men were mostly conscripts and they had fired too high. Now they had only steel bayonets with which to defend themselves.
'Get in close, boys!' Powell ordered. 'A Shawnee Indian named Blue Jacket once told me that a naked woman stirs a man's blood, but a naked blade stirs his soul. So go in with the steel. Lunge! Recover! Stance!'
'Charge!' Gamble turned the order into a long, guttural yell of defiance.
Those redcoats and seamen, with loaded weapons discharged them at the press of the defenders, and a man in the front rank went down with a dark hole in his forehead. Gamble saw the officer aim a pistol at him. A wounded Frenchman, half-crawling, tried to stab with his sabre-briquet, but Gamble kicked him in the head. He dashed forward, sword held low. The officer pulled the trigger, the weapon tugged the man's arm to his right, and the ball buzzed past Gamble's mangled ear as he jumped down into the gap made by the marines charge. A French corporal wearing a straw hat drove his bayonet at Gamble's belly, but he dodged to one side and rammed his bar-hilt into the man's dark eyes.
'Lunge! Recover! Stance!”
― David Cook, Heart of Oak

“A fortress doesn鈥檛 fall unless its towers are weakened.”
― S.R. Crawford, Bloodstained Betrayal

“He looks like a fortress, once strong and powerful, but now crumbling and broken. If a wind swept into the room, I am sure he would fall to pieces.”
― E.J. Hill, Ashes of Glass

“Maybe I can鈥檛 fight this battle because I was never supposed to in the first place. And maybe that鈥檚 because God wanted me to 鈥榮it this one out鈥� so that He could step up and 鈥榯ake this one out.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Homes were supposed to be safe havens, meant to protect. It was supposed to be a shelter from the elements, a fortress to keep out evil, and her home had betrayed Josie in the worst possible way.”
― Heather Gudenkauf, The Overnight Guest

“驴Qui茅n vigilar谩 a los vigilantes?”
― Ensei Tankado

“Du Tr忙nen, du berger saa mangen en Baad,
Naar Allene raser, u-b酶rgen og kaad,
Gud haver dig selver beskantzet,
Med Halser og Hikler, med Staver og Meed,
Paa hvilke de Aller sin Skanker af Leed
Har ofte forsprunget og dantzet.”
― Petter Dass, The Trumpet of Nordland

“Faith is a strong fortress.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“God is my fortress.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“This place is an armory! It鈥檚 like a fortress! I鈥檇 rather be here, than out there.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“She inhaled a deep breath of fresh air, and blinked up at the high, heavy sunlit walls.
I am lucky, she told herself. Better in here than out there. Grizehayes was strange and frightening, but it was a fortress. It could keep the darkness out. Even as she tried to convince herself, however, she was wondering why her mother had fled the house, and remembering her words.
You have no idea what I saved you from! If I had stayed in Grizehayes...”
― Frances Hardinge, A Skinful of Shadows

“Faith is a fortress.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“If men built it, it鈥檚 not a refuge. Only God possesses that kind of material and only He has the craftsmanship to use it.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“The threefold marks of great leadership include dwellings in the fortress, naming operations, and building things that didn't exist before or making them better”
― Dr. Lucas D. Shallua

“Bronva isn't just a search engine; it's a fortress against cyber threats. Every line of code is crafted to withstand XSS and cross-scripting attacks, ensuring that users can explore the digital realm without fearing malicious exploits. Security is not an option; it's a priority.”
― James William Steven Parker

“Melancholy seems to be running strong among us right now, bypassing our safeguards and infiltrate our well guarded fortresses, our most sacred places, our hearts and minds.”
― Ryan Gelpke, Peruvian Nights