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

It wasn't quite a question. It was more of an invitation to tell him whatever I chose. Eldric game me a choice, and it was this that made me want to tell him everything.

It's one thing to keep secrets. It's quite another to lie.

Eavesdropping is such a regular-person activity.

Even a witch wants sympathy.

Death had no lips, but it was smiling

I don’t mind the disapproving ones so much. It’s the tolerant ones I can’t stand, the ones who smile at Rose, who speak to her ever so slowly and gently. They don’t realize how very intelligent Rose really is. They’re just terrifically pleased with themselves. Look at me! they all but shout. See how broad-minded I am! How wonderfully progressive, how fantastically twentieth century!