“Longbows, crossbows, hair bows, rainbows - that's not the point.”

“Doubt, Master Liu always said, is death.”

“Failure is but the longer road to triumph.”

“Somewhere in the city, Pestilence was raising an army for its fellow horseman, Death.”

“Could it really be this easy to land a handsome man? If so, why didn't I try it ages ago?”

“So she did the English thing. She changed the subject.”

“The conversation limped along this line of thought much like a zombie: lifeless and mindless and making a jelly of whatever healthy brains were within its reach.”