“Dance when the moon sings, and don't cry about troubles that haven't yet come.”

“Dance when the moon sings, and don't cry about troubles that haven't yet come”

“Feeling scared yet? Want to go somewhere safe?" "It won't help, will it? We'd just run into Godzilla or the Vampire from Hell. Trouble just follows you around." "Hey, Trouble. Let's find out what your mysterious Indian wanted us to know.”

“They staggered and stumbled, wounded but triumphant, singing the old Welsh folk song “Ar Lan y Môr.” And if there was something odd about returning from battle singing about lilies, rosemary, rocks, and—for some reason he’d never fathomed—eggs, of all things, by the sea, well, then the three of them made it sound pretty good and only he and Beauclaire knew Welsh.”

“Let's save tomorrow's troubles for tomorrow.”

“Such a small thing to cause so much trouble.”

“I was in the middle of a dream about garbage cans and frogs - don't ask, and I won't tell.”