“Use your head for something more than to give your hat a ride, can't you?”

“When you think of it, people may rub elbows and still have an ocean or two between them.”

“By all the rules of modern fiction there should have been gunsmoke mingling its acrid blue with the brown haze of corral dust. Dead men should have fallen and been trampled...Nothing of this sort happened.”

“Close your eyes. Grab a hand. And jump! Your destiny is waiting for you at the bottom!”

“Live in the moment. Day by day! Tomorrow isnt promised so if you thought about it...even just for a second...DO IT!”

“The wolf was sick, he vowed a monk to be - But when he got well, a wolf once more was he”

“Agatha surveys the garden, its rows of crinkled spring cabbages and beanstalks entwining bowers of hawthorn and hazel. The rosemary is dotted with pale blue stars of blossom and chives nod heads of tousled purple. New sage leaves sprout silver green among the brittle, frost-browned remains of last year's growth. Lily of the valley, she thinks, that will be out in the cloister garden at Saint Justina's by now.”