Legend gathered around him, swirling around him like a great black cloak.
You may wish me luck, or curse me for a damnable pirate, but do not look for me. I will be gone to parts beyond the sea.
Lies are not rooted in the mind in the way truth is.
In the town live witches nine: three in worsted, three in rags, and three in velvet fine.
It is no good wishing for what was not to be.
Don't fear tomorrow, till today's done with you.