A fecking flamethrower! Why didn't I think of that? Best I came up with was a measly hair dryer.

He made a lousy passenger, barking instructions I ignored

We're taking back the night

Chloe-lass: If I'm not here with you now, I'm beyond this life, for 'tis the only way I'll ever let you go. ... I hoped I loved you well, sweet, for I know even now that you are my brightest shining star. I knew it the moment I saw you. Ah, lass, you so adore your artifacts. This thief covets but one priceless treasure: You. Dageus -In a letter

You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure. You have to look with the heart.

I want purple trews, lass," Drustan called over the door. "No," she said irritably. "And a purple shirt.

But he didn't need to seek visual confirmation of what he'd just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn't blame her. He'd not have let her die, either. He'd have moved mountains. He'd have battled God or Devil for his wife's life. She'd betrayed him. He smiled faintly.