“What is one person's pleasure is another's poison....”

“What is another person's pleasure is another's poison.”

“I know about parabatai,” said Magnus, an angry, dark undercurrent to his voice. “I’ve known parabatai so close they were almost the same person; do you know what happens, when one of them dies, to the one that’s left —?”

“Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.”

“I mean, is there a chance for me? To have another life after this, a better one?”

“And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we have eaten.”

“The Lord watch between me and thee when we are absent one from another”