“There was something almost tasty and almost sexy in letting the annoying boy be punished by her husband. In standing blamelessly aside while the boy suffered for having hurt her.What you discovered about yourself in raising children wasn't always agreeable or attractive.”
“What you discovered about yourself in raising children wasn't always agreeable or attractive.”
“Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.”
“He had to say that the thing he found most attractive about her was that she had tried to kill herself. Now that was interesting-- sexy, almost, in a morbid kind of way.”
“Irri and Jhiqui argued about Rakharo. “You are too skinny for him,” Jhiqui was saying. “You are almost a boy. Rakharo does not bed with boys. This is known.” Irri bristled back. “It is known that you are almost a cow. Rakharo does not bed with cows.”
“They came upon themselves in a mirror and he almost raised the pistol. It's us, Papa, the boy whispered. It's us. ”