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“Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“They possessed a peaceful relic to set their child free, and the simulacrum they had fed would fade away.”
― Laura Gentile, Within Paravent Walls

“Choking back emotion, I turned my eyes to the ground. "I don't want to say good-bye."
"Then don't."

If only it could be true. I blinked hard, but two tears escaped, anyway. I kept my face down so he wouldn't see. "Then what do we say, Yahn?"

He set his hand beneath my chin and gently turned my face forward. His eyes were warm and sad and beautiful.

"We say egogahan," he whispered, wiping the tears from my cheeks. "In our tongue , it means, 'until we meet again.'"

I know I shouldn't, but the words tumbled out in a trembling murmur. "And will we?"

A small smile brightened his face. "Perhaps, Maggie Davis. Perhaps.”
― Renee Collins, Relic

“No other foreskin could have caused such trouble.”
― Peter Manseau, Rag and Bone: A Journey Among the World's Holy Dead

“What virtue yet sleeps in this terra damnata and aged cinders, were petty magic to experiment. These crumbling relicks and long fired particles superannuate such expectations; bones, hairs, nails, and teeth of the dead, were the treasures of old sorcerers.”
― Thomas Browne, Urne Burial

“THAT NO ONE knows what happened to Jesus’s foreskin is particularly interesting because there used to be upwards of a dozen in circulation.”
― Peter Manseau, Rag and Bone: A Journey Among the World's Holy Dead

“The one ring, to rule them allâ€�? Sounds very far-fetched to me!”
― Graham Downs, Heritage of Deceit

“Greatness is not a gift that one can give to another, but rather is a thief's relic that we must take for ourselves.”
― A.J. Darkholme, Rise of the Morningstar

“Nature is relic of pre-human civilizations.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“Behind them all, carried upon the bed of an enormous carriage with thirteen sets of iron-banded wheels, nestled within a casement crafted from the bronzed skull of a giant, was the holiest relic in all skavendom: the Black Ark, the compact between the Horned Rat and the first Seerlord. Imprinted upon a block of purest warpstone, its quality unsurpassed by the richest ores ever found, were the thirteen tyrannies, the sacred dictates by which the skaven might placate their terrible god and achieve the promise He had made to them: that one day the ratkin would inherit the whole of the world.”
― C.L. Werner, Wolf of Sigmar

“He that looks for urns and old sepulchral relicks, must not seek them in the ruins of temples, where no religion anciently placed them. These were found in a field, according to ancient custom, in noble or private burial; the old practice of the Canaanites, the family of Abraham, and the burying-place of Joshua, in the borders of his possessions; and also agreeable unto Roman practice to bury by highways, whereby their monuments were under eye:--memorials of themselves, and mementoes of mortality unto living passengers; whom the epitaphs of great ones were fain to beg to stay and look upon them,--a language though sometimes used, not so proper in church inscriptions.”
― Thomas Browne, Urne Burial

“Perhaps the real mystery of the Shroud of Turin, regardless of whether it is authentic or forged, lies in its profound allure through the generations and across the centuries, calling to something deep within us.”
― Mark Orwoll, Cross Purposes