Whatever you do, protect those you care for. Without them, life is more miserable than you can imagine.

He tapped one of the ivory spikes between his legs and said, 'There be as good a way to lose your manhood as ever I've seen'.

It got so that when he closed his eyes, letters and words danced in his mind. He thought of little else during that time.

Whatever you make, base it upon that which is most important to you. Only then will it have depth and meaning, and only then will it resonate with others.

Having no other recourse, Roran resorted to the unexpected: he stuck his head and neck out and shouted, "BAH!" just as he would if he were trying to scare someone in a dark hallway.

Engaged in a fiery dance, their bodies were linked and seperated by the flashing blades. At times they nearly touched, taut skin only a hair's breadth away, but then momentum would whirl them apart, and they would withdraw for a second, only to join again. Their sinuous forms wove together like twisting ropes of windblown smoke.

The songs of the dead are the lamentations of the living.