I'm never telling the truth again! It gets you hanged and locked out and starved and froze and hated . . .
Frances HardingeWell, you will have to do. If you had died along with your mother, I would have taught the cat to read.
Frances HardingeYou, sir, are a romantic, and I'm afraid the condition is incurable. -Eponymous Clent
Frances Hardinge