Just remember who you are... The world will try to change you into someone else. Don't let them. That's the best advice anyone can give you.

But maybe it's better to go after something, and not get it, than to not even try.

The bluejacket girlie rode like a clan warrior, but there was no way she'd escape. It was a private life-and-death contest that had nothing to do with him. He told himself he should ride on, grateful that the chase would keep them occupied while he took a different path. But what had he told Rebecca when she'd asked what he meant to do when he returned to the Fells? 'I'm tired of people in power picking on the weak. I'm going to help them.

Both Averill and Bayar were like actors speaking lines for their audience and not to each other.

Just because you're the enemy of my enemy don't mean you're my friend, Han thought.

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

I like rough edges. That's what makes a person real.