“I think it's about time we voted for senators with breasts. After all, we've been voting for boobs long enough.”

“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.”

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

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

“Not only is [a mother] entrusted with the guardianship of the intellect and character of the world's statesmen and philosophers, but her gentle presence, as she bends over the cradle, and the silent influence of her daily life are shaping the entire moral character of the coming generation.”

“Has Solan addled your brain?”

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