“Are you entirely sure of that knot?' asked Morveer. 'There is no place in the plan for a lengthy drop'.'Twenty-eight strides', said Friendly.'What?''The drop'.A brief pause, 'That is not helpful'.”

“On the horizon, he saw the full moon. God dropped it there, he was sure, as a reminder of our small place in the world. A reminder that what is beautiful is fleeting.”

“...Death," she said, as her hand dropped away, " is how you know you were alive in the first place.”

“Then come out," said the king, helping him, "knowing you'll never die of a fall unless the god himself drops you.”

“A friend drops their plans when you're in trouble, shares joy in your accomplishments, feels sad when you're in pain. A friend encourages your dreams and offers advice--but when you don't follow it, they still respect and love you.”

“How did that go?’ he asked. ‘Your first lengthy conversation with a girl your own age?’‘Fabulous,’ said Artemis, voice dripping with sarcasm. ‘We’re planning a June wedding.”