“An Angry female catawyld? Conquered.An outraged female dragon? Defeated.A woman who might pin him to the wall with green-eyed fury? Out of the question.”

“Two glittering eyes peered at the three young men and the catawyld clicked the back of its tongue in warning.“I hate these things,” Bracy growled”

“Now then," he mused, "how does one fly a dragon?”

“He who discovers the heart of Arcrea and joins the hands of the seven regions will be king.”

“(Brigit on getting a splinter)"Such particles are frightfully exasperating to extricate painlessly."Bracy let out a low sigh, "There she goes again.”

“Bracy, why do I get the feeling that it's only a matter of time before you realize that while you've thought you were running away from God, you were actually running to Him...and that He's been holding your hand and leading you the whole way there?”

“Bracy sighed, "So this wasn't the heart...it was the head.""Bracy don't try to be poetic; it doesn't suit you.”