Why should he be spared?' 'Someone ought to be.' And it will not be me. I have survived, but I have not been spared.

You look like a winter night", he had told her when he had given it to her. "I could sleep inside the cold of you".

She was beautiful and terrifying, savage and pure.

Love rarely waits for permission.

In both marriage and war you must cut up the things people say like a cake and eat only what you can stomach.

Marriage is a wrestling match where you hold on tight while your mate changes into a hundred different things. The trick is that you're changing into a hundred other things, but you can't let go. You can only try to match up and never turn into a wolf while he's a rabbit, or a mouse while he's still busy being an owl, a brawny black bull while he's a little blue crab scuttling for shelter. It's harder than it sounds.

You should always listen to minotaurs. Anybody with four stomachs has to have a firm grip on reality.