He who stands like a pilar dies in battle. He who bends like a reed is triumphant!
Books should go where they will be most appreciated, and not sit unread, gathering dust on a forgotten shelf, don't you agree?
Root of a tree, fruit of a vine, let me pass by this blood of mine.
Respect the past; you never know how it may affect you.
With her jaws and talons, Saphira tore through an Urgal.
Forgive me if I stare, I knew you were young, but even then I was expecting someone a little more, well, more.