Raoden turned to regard the large Dula. "What does it matter? It's not like we have anything pressing to do. It's actually quite pleasant up here—you should just sit back and enjoy it." An ominous crash came from the clouds above them, and Raoden felt a wet drop splat against his head. "Fantastic," Galladon grumbled. "I'm enjoying myself already.

You should try not to talk so much, friend. You'll sound far less stupid that way. - Breeze

War is far worse. At least where politics is going on, there are usually nice hors d’oeuvres.

It is a writer's greatest pleasure to hear that someone was kept up until the unholy hours of the morning reading one of their books

Oh, I’m just a happy person.

And Vin liked solitude. When you're alone, no one can betray you

You people are all insane. How I ended up with you, I'll never know." Breeze laughed. "Now, that's a lie, Cett. You know exactly how you ended up joining with us. We threatened to kill you if you didn't!