“Weigh each heart on its own," I shouted, "for how many of us would pass into the Afterlife if Osiris weighed our hearts with those of our akhu?”

“...we are all sorry when loss comes for us. The test of our character comes not in how many tears we shed but in how we act after those tears have dried.”

“I wonder if our names determine our destiny, or if destiny leads us to choose certain names.”

“But that's how the heart is. Stubborn and foolish.”

“My love is unique an none can rival her. Just by passing, she has already stolen away my heart.”

“Nefertiti!" I shouted. "Meritaten!" How could they both be gone? Where could they be? I rounded the corner to the window of Appearences, then opened the door.The blood had already spread across the tiles. "Nefertiti!" I screamed, and my voice echoed through the palace.”

“That's because I've learned how to use it [smile], Woserit said. I don't pass it out like an old woman giving free milk to the village cats. It's something that must be controlled, and for you especially. You use it on anyone. You must learn to be more judicious.”