“Look!" said Foaly, pointing with some urgency into the vast steel-gray gloom, "Someone who cares!”
“Foaly twitched his tail contentedly. Genius. No point in being humble about it.”
“At some point when tending someone you love who is in pain, you reach the edge of a lake, and you look at each other with such joy at the stillness. [Letter unsent]”
“They stood together in the gloom of the spruces, an empty world glimmering about them wide and gray under the stars”
“Commander: What's that?Foaly: It's a finger, what does look like?”
“Orion brightened. "I have an idea.""Yes?" said Foaly, daring to hope that a spark of Artemis remained."Why don't we look for some magic stones that can grant wishes? Or, if that doesn't work, you could search my naked body for some mysterious birthmark that means I am actually the prince of somewhere or other.”