“He came with death held in his pawWhich no rat born could faceOh woe to those who break the lawOf Sunflash and his mace!”
“When I got better I realized what a rat he was, but then I had to understand the impossible complexity of his life, how he had to leave me there, sick, to get on with his wives and woes.”
“He who sings scares away his woes.”
“He growled. Really, how attached could Smitty be to his sister? Would he really notice if Mace killed her?”
“Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.”
“You love young ones and babes, I know this. The young will always befriend and admire you...all the young ones of the earth belong to you in friendship. Be good to them. —Breeze, to Sunflash the Mace”