“It made Craze smile, despite wishing most of his body parts would find new homes and leave him in peace.”

“There was a fine thing about that trout. I only wish I could have made a death mask of him. Not of his body though, but of his energy. I don't know if anyone would have understood his body. I put it in my creel.”

“A person who has not made peace with his losses is likely to accept gambles that would be unacceptable to him otherwise.”

“He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.”

“I believe that a godly home is a foretaste of heaven. Our homes, imperfect as they are, must be a haven from the chaos outside. They should be a reflection of our eternal home, where troubled souls find peace, weary hearts find rest, hungry bodies find refreshment, lonely pilgrims find communion, and wounded spirits find compassion.”

“That was real?”His arms tightened. “Yeah. The stench of all that bloodoverwhelmed you. It’s to be expected, you being a new mate.”“I think it was the flying body parts.”His mouth curved into a smile. “Life with me is neverboring.”