“I keep odd hours. I keep them stuffed under my mattress.”
“I know that the thing under my bed doesn't exist. But I also know that if I keep my feet under the blanket, it won't grab my ankle”
“I guard my memories of my lost one jealously, keep them securely under wraps, like a folio of delicate watercolours that must be protected from the harsh light of day.”
“Rocks in my path? I keep them all. With them I shall build my castle.”
“And you expect me to commute two hours each way from the Keep to the Order." I kept my voice mild. "I suppose I won't be needing my job, my house, or my clothes anymore.""I didn't say that. Although let me get back to you on the clothes. It's still under consideration.”
“I tried not to look as if I was hiding a handsome young lad under the mattress.”