You couldn’t keep your mouth shut? I’m calling you Glitterhair from now on. Or Talksalot.

Nobody's going to hand you anything. You don't get what you don't go after.

I continue to believe in miracles. But i know that miracles come to those who work very hard

Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.

Hope is a dangerous thing, Raisa thought. Once kindled, it's hard to put out. It makes wise people into fools.

Just a rat, she repeated to herself. After all, there were rats in the palace. Human and otherwise. Could be worse.

He's not lazy. He's just highly inefficient.