And the ship sailed onward, gliding serenely down the moonlit river toward the dark lands beyond.

On the beach, Roran stood alone, watching them go. Then he threw back his head and uttered a long, aching cry, and the night echoed with the sound of his loss.

You cannot learn what you are made of if you rely on anyone or anything else to help you.

For her, choices were simple; either there was an action she could take to improve the situation, in which case she took it, or there was not, and everything else said on the subject was so much meaningless noise.

He's acting as foolish as a kitten... but then, everyone's entitled to a little foolishness once in a while.

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

Mmm....she's doomed! You're doomed!! They're all doomed! Notice I didn't specify what kind of doom, so no matter what happens, I predicted it. How very WISE of me.