“It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.”

“He is fair of face and foul of heart.”

“Sweet it was, sweet and gone too soon. Dawn came cruel, a dagger of light.”

“It was a cruel fate, Yet not so cruel as Mago's will be. I promise you that, by the old gods and the new, by the lamb god and the horse god and every god that lives. I swear by the Mother of Mountains and the Womb of the World. Before I am done with them, Mago and Ko Jhaqo will plead for the mercy they showed Eroeh.”

“I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I’m so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that’s all …a day … an hour ......One day, she promised herself as she lay abed, one day she would allow herself to be less than strong.But not today. It could not be today.”

“That was the day without a dawn.”

“Sweet smells are sometimes used to cover foul ones.”