“I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body.”

“He thought with a kind of astonishment of the biological uselessness of pain and fear, the treachery of the human body which always freezes into inertia at exactly the moment when a special effort is needed.”

“The one thing I've always liked about that boy. As much as I hate his body language screaming he owns you, with him next to you ain't no one gonna mess with my little girl.It may as well be written on his chest in neon lights.”

“Life kicks you and you begin to die, it kicks you again and you don’t care anymore, it kicks you one last time and it puts hate it in your heart, the treachery of it all.”

“Treachery," said the Mede."Diplomacy," said Attolia, "in my own name.”

“I hate that word boobs. I wish people wouldn't say it, especially girls. It's like calling your own body stupid.”