“Trying to get more learning out of the present system is like trying to get the Pony Express to compete with the telegraph by breeding faster ponies.”

“You'd never get tired of a pony. It's a classic. It's, like, the Chanel jacket of toys.”

“I feel scared and unsure of what to do next, but decide that no matter what happens, I'm glad I ran away. A pony like Smokey is worth fighting for - even if we did get him for free. A pony like Smokey is no small thing.”

“Life is like Sanskrit read to a pony.”

“He's threatening to breed polo ponies, but he's always been a man of great ideas, but little action, so I don't suppose he will.”

“I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die-No.Heather took a deep breath and tried to think about something else. Anything else.Like ponies.Ponies were a happy thought. They were nice and gentle and they never kidnapped people or strapped them to cold warehouse pillars.Ponies, ponies, ponies-"Tie him up by the girl and for God's sake don't kill him!" Clare's - er, Raven's - voice was like nails on a chalkboard as it floated into Heather's ears.Any attempts to think of ponies came to an abrupt halt.”