Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.

She sounds like someone who spends a lot of time in libraries, which are the best sorts of people.

We treat our stone wives with much more care than they treat their warm ones, anyway. I personally dust mine once a week, and I know Khaamil gives them presents when I am not looking. These are yours - they are in your care, and you must be faithful.

When one is traveling, everything looks brighter and lovelier. That does not mean it IS brighter and lovelier; it just means that sweet, kindly home suffers in comparison to tarted-up foreign places with all their jewels on.

Well, very splendid and very frightening. But splendid things are often frightening. Sometimes, it's the fright that makes them splendid at all.

Never put your faith in a Prince. When you require a miracle, trust in a Witch.