Anything that can be dreamed is true.

Anything based on ancient texts is difficult for a modern reader to get their head around.

Anything that can be dreamed is true.

All those moments, those memories. Everything that we are, compressed in just two or three kilos of paper — the weight of a human heart.

You seem to know a lot about it," she said. "And you do subtleties." "Yeah. Like I've always wanted to destroy the Nine Worlds while committing suicide." "Well, there's no need to be rude," protested Sif.

A thing named is a thing tamed.

Nat Parson says it's the devil's mark." "Nat Parson's a gobshite." Maddy was torn between a natural feeling of sacrilege and a deep admiration of anyone who dared call a parson 'gobshite.