“Trust me, dear, with the amount that you read, I guarantee that your eyes will never go bad.”

“Safe! Such a colorful, horrible bog of lace and silks as I have hopes of never seeing again! You have proven to be our hero, kind Sir, for indeed, had you not been there to grant the way of escape, I fear we would have certainly met our undoing! With lace underfoot and egos overhead, not even the strongest woman has hope of weathering such a place!”

“I'm not sure why we have that [book on weaponry] on the shelves. I'd feel a lot better if we didn't teach our guests a hundred different ways to kill me.”

“You know God and Father doesn't. I'd rather be like you.”

“But if there is no God, then who made the knowledge? And if there is no God, then who appoints the kings? I think I must believe there's a God. I cannot rule a country by myself.”

“Some stood up for the prince, declaring that he would set things to right, while others argued that nothing good could ever come from Galephy. Most, however - as people are apt to do when they do not think they can change their circumstances - raised their glasses to their lips and ignored the entire situation.”

“His eyes were cold steel, his mouth fixed in a hard line. "I like my face the way it is," he said icily. "You scar it with your nails as you did my chest and I swear I will give you equal scars. Think about that, Sam, before you use your claws again."Tears sprang to her eyes. "You're cruel, Hank. You leave me nothing.""And what did you leave me when you stole my heart?" he asked softly.She stared back at him, searching his eyes, seeing only naked honesty.”