“Your face looks like a sack of purple potatoes”

“If you don’t want me to be in love with you, you’re going to have to stop looking so lovely. First thing tomorrow I’m having your maids sew some potato sacks together for you.”

“Halt shook his head. Frankly, he'd seen sacks of potatoes that could sit a horse better than Erak”

“The sail was patched with flour sacks and, furled, it looked like the flag of permanent defeat.”

“I deserved a holiday, and I deserved to dispense with the laces and trusses expected of a clergyman’s daughter. I wore my oldest frock, which looked remarkably like a potato sack, and I wore very little beneath. I should never have imagined how lovely that feels. It’s most freeing, and it gives you the delicious sense you’re on your way to moral degeneracy. I shall soon be painting my lips and drinking gin.”

“What I have learned since I’ve lived here; Mrs. Smolsky’s potato sacks are able to make you believe that she lives on the fifteenth floor… of a four story building.”