The doors of hell are locked from the inside!
Prosperity knits a man to the world.
Hail Lord, ...Loose my chains.
The hills and valleys of Heaven will be to those you now experience not as a copy is to an original, nor as the substitute is to the genuine article, but as the flower to the root, or the diamond to the coal.
We meet no ordinary people in our lives.
[The witch] would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitorโs stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards.