“There's always a bit of truth in each rumour, the trouble is finding out which bit.- Tayend”

“Tayend nodded. “I know it won’t. I admit I was worried about you, but you are still your old self, underneath.”Dannyl straightened in protest. “Underneath what?”The Elyne stood up, waving one hand in Dannyl’s direction. “All…that.”“I’m reeling at your descriptive clarity,” Dannyl told him.”

“Cold, truthful common sense was harder to like than warm, hopeful generosity.”

“Better to know the quick pain of truth than the ongoing pain of a long-held false hope.”

“It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul, and that it wails through the narrow streets because it is grieved by what it finds there.”

“Mortals did not need gods to order them to kill eachother. They were quite capable of finding reasons to do so themselves.”

“Extending his senses, Lorkin tried again to hear his mother’s surface thoughts. What he picked up seemed too out of character, however. He must be imagining it. Though…it was also odd that he would imagine his mother thinking such a string of curse words.”