He wished he could relieve himself of his doubts and guilts half as easily.

You've got a bold tongue, little man. One day, someone is like to cut it out and make you eat it.

Power resides where men believe it to reside.

No mortal man could frighten him, no more than the darkness could, nor the bones of his soul, the grey and grisly bones of his soul.

The Beauty raised her eyes, the only part of her that was truly beautiful.

You make us look bad', complained Toad. 'You looked bad before I ever met you', Jon told him.

All fiction has to have a certain amount of truth in it to be powerful.