Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop

It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.

He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.

Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a book and a glass of lemonade

Perhaps not," said Will, who had ears like a bat's. "But I would make a radiant bride.

Were you thinking about eating me?

Have a little faith in my magic fingers