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

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

“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”

“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?”

“C’è troppa tensione nel cuore degli uomini, troppa animosità, troppa sete di vendetta. Guardiamo in fondo ai nostri cuori: che cosa vi troviamo? Una passione che il tempo ha soltanto attutito senza riuscire a estinguerne le braci.”

“Politics was his passion, but he wasn't suited for the rough-and-tumble of the game. He felt things too deeply. There was no wall between his head and his heart.”