I'd thought once, actually, of taking your mind, if you asked. I'd thought I could help you fall asleep at night." He opened his mouth to say something. Shut it again. His face closed for a moment, his unreadable mask falling into place. He spoke softly. "But that wouldn't be fair; for after I slept you'd be left awake, with no one to help you sleep.

I don't understand your book. Isn't every book a book of words?

Sit, Your High Majestic Lord Princes," she said. She yanked a chair from the table and sat herself down. "You're in fine temper," Raffin said. "Your hair is blue," Katsa snapped back.

I'm afraid of plenty of things," he said. "I just do them anyway.

It's only water," she said. "Tell that to a drowning man," Giddon said.

Why does everybody throw every troublesome thing into the river?

Are you determined to leave me in this world to live without my heart?