The spoken word is nothing. It hardly lives longer than an insect! Only the written word is eternal. - Balbulus

They wouldn't tell Scipio how much of the counterfeit cash was left since, as Riccio put it, 'You're a detective now, after all.

Nothing chased nightmares away faster than the rustle of printed paper.

Neither Goyl nor men lived long enough to understand that yesterday was born of tomorrow, just as tomorrow was born of yesterday.

There could be few men whose love for a woman had been written on his face with a knife.

Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the Devil.

Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,'Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right?