“Slow down, my lady. You’re going to injure yourself!”“Not myself,” she muttered. “Your laird,more likely.”
“To injure your opponent is to injure yourself.”
“Think of it like running down a slope. If you attempt to slow down and choose your steps, you’re bound to trip up and stumble.”
“Hart and Hope,” I muttered. “If you’re going to name your kids like that, of course they’re going to think they live in a comic book.”
“look back. She's crossed her arms and is tapping her ugly shoe on the carpet. “You're doing it again,” she says. “What?” “You're turning all pasty and greenish. And you're muttering to yourself again. Can't you at least hide your complete aversion to me? A few more minutes in your company and I might as well go tie myself to a train track.”
“It is important from time to time to slow down, to go away by yourself, and simply be.”