Something about the howling of a wolf took a man right out of his here and now and left him in a dark forest of the mind, running naked before the pack.

The things I do for love.

The man who never reads lives only one.

The man who fears losing has already lost.

You were made to be kissed, often and well.

So young," said Wyman Manderly, "Though mayhaps this was a blessing. Had he lived he would've grown up to be a Frey.

Tomorrow's trials concerned her more than yesterday's triumphs.