“Hy gododin catann hueHud a lledrith mal wyddanGaunce ae bellawn wen cabriVarigal don FincayraDravia, dravia Fincayra(Talking trees and walking stones,Giants are the island's bones.While this land our dance still knows,Varigal crowns Fincayra.Live long, live long Fincayra.”
“You were a stone wall, a fort in high,unreachable trees, an island, my own island, that no boat could reach.”
“Machines and relatives get most of the yelling. But never trees. As for people, well, the Solomon islanders may have a point. Yelling at living thing does tend to kill the spirit in them. Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will break our hearts.”
“We're going to start walking again. We can't stand still, you know. Not as long as we're still alive.”
“Lovers have lived so long with giants and elves, they won't believe again in their own size.”
“..parasites seldom altogether abandon a monarch so long as the crown still glitters on his head. (“The Story of Prince Alasi and the Princess Firouzkah”)”