Bee stings are very educational

Touchstone watched, suddenly conscious that he probably only had five seconds left to be alone with Sabriel, to say something, to say anything. Perhaps the last five seconds they ever would have alone together. I am not afraid, he said to himself. "I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind.

Knowledge, like all things, is best in moderation," intoned the Will. "Knowing everything means you don't need to think, and that is very dangerous.

There were also very special or dangerous items that had to be fetched in person, or even by large parties of armed librarians.

I am Abhorsen..." He looked at the baby again and added, almost with a note of surprise, "Father of Sabriel

The visions are fragmented and a dark cloud spreads like spilt ink across the pages of possible futures.

Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.