Let's agree then . . . if you're about to come to a conclusion, you'll head off in another direction. You might even find your own voice.

It seems to me that you won't have had a proper series of adventures, unless you've gone through thick and thin.

I kept asking myself if I felt different, if I was different. The answer was always yes. I was no longer nothing… How odd, I thought; it had taken my mother’s death, Father Quinel’s murder, and the desire of others to kill me to claim a life of my own.

It all depends on you. If you want it to be different,it will be different. Don't look at the world with your eyes but with your heart.

A sailor chooses the wind that takes the ship from a safe port. Ah, yes, but once you're abroad, as you have seen, winds have a mind of their own. Be careful, Charlotte, careful of the wind you choose.

All I can think is that when you torment a person...the soul dies. When the soul dies, I suppose mercy dies, too.

There is a limit to how much a seer wishes to see.