Do ye dare to draw arms against the justice of God?" snapped the tubby little judge. Jamie drew the sword completely, with a flash of steel, then thrust it point-first into the ground, leaving the hilt quivering with the force of the blow. "I draw it in defense of this women, and the truth," he said "If any here be against those two they'll answer to me, and then God, in that order.

No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly.

She sounded as though love were an unfortunate but unavoidable condition.

It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.

I felt the tributaries of his veins, wished to enter into his bloodstream, travel there, dissolved and bodiless, to take refuge in the thick walled chambers of his heart.

Don't be afraid. There's the two of us now.

If it was a sin for you to choose me . . . then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it.