“Placetne, magistra?""Placet.”
“Historia magistra vitae est”
“Magistra, if you save my student, I don't care a snap what you say about my heart.She snorted. "Typical of a man, caring only when an external organ is belittled.”
“[Nicodemus] 'Magistra DeVega, can I ask for your help?'[DeVega] 'You can ask,' she said with her usual calmness, 'but the clerics haven't developed a cure for death by idiotic leadership.”