How can something as fragile as a word build the whole world?

Meaning. If you're going to die, you want to find meaning in life. You want to connect the dots.

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.

If you don't argue, you can't give in.

You don’t mind when he stares at you.” Cecil jerked his head toward Eldric. "He doesn’t stare,” I said. “He looks.

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

You mind your tongue!” “Oh, I do,” I said. “I sharpen it every evening on your name.