Our English monarchs are so unimaginative,” said Eldric. “They execute people in such tediously conventional ways.

Imagine a world without shadows. You cannot touch a shadow, but a world without them is a hard world, and flat.

I've confessed to everything and I's liked to be hanged. Now, if you please

He’s harmless, poor thing. That’s what everyone said. It was true, but who cares? Lots of people are harmless, but that doesn’t mean I have to like them.

This is what I want. I want people to take care of me. I want them to force comfort upon me. I want the soft-pillow feeling that I associate with memories of being ill when I was younger, soft pillows and fresh linens and satin-edged blankets and hot chocolate. It's not so much the comfort itself as knowing there's someone who wants to take care of you.

Eavesdropping is such a regular-person activity.

Perhaps you should put your head down.” I knew this was the thing to do, although I’ve never fainted and I don’t intend to.