All of those faeries and duels and mad queens and so on, and no one quoted old Billy Shakespeare. Not even once.

Animals do not do what they have done. Animals kill to eat, to defend themselves or their own, and to protect their territory. Not for the joy of it. Not for the lust of it...Only humans do that, wizard.

I just stood there staring, because while I've seen a lot of weird things, I hadn't ever seen that.

Men plan. Fate Laughs. Guis Alera, First Lord

Children are a precious gift, but they belong to no one but themselves. They are only lent us a little while.

I checked the icebox. The faeries usually brought some sort of food to stock the icebox and the pantry when they cleaned, but they could have mighty odd ideas about what constituted a healthy diet. One time I'd opened the pantry and found nothing but boxes and boxes and boxes of Fruit Loops. I had a near-miss with diabetes, and Thomas, who was never quite sure where the food had come from, declared that I had clearly been driven Fruit Loopy.

It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.