“By Duraden, I have trolls dancing in my head this morning!' Stubble grumbled, screwing his eyes into a squint at the bright morning light.”

“I think this goat must have been fed on old boots,' Stubble complained as he chewed the last scraps of flesh from the bones littering his stew.”

“Has Solan addled your brain?”

“Hirsute? What does that mean?''Hair, you ninny, hair!”

“In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning”

“The weapons are held to the head of all the world, and the world behaves. No one has an advantage; no one can win.”

“An artist painting a picture should have at his side a man with a club to hit him over the head when the picture is finished.”