“I thought you were dead,” Bera breathed.Cadsuane sniffed irritably. “I am growing tired of hearing that. The next imbecile I hear it from is going to yelp for a week.”
“Hear me, my chiefs. I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.”
“I love you,baby.I will never tire of saying it,nor tire of you hearing it.I.Love.You.”
“When I wanted information, it was silent; when I didn't want to hear from it, it got chatty. It was alost as irritating as Fang.”
“I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.”
“I never said nothing...""I know you never! I could hear you not saying anything! You've got the loudest silences I ever did hear from anyone who wasn't dead!”