Have you ridden over anyone you shouldn't?

Katsa and Po were trying to drown each other and, judging from their hoots of laughter, enjoying it immensely.

Helda's been trying to impress me with the embroidery on the sheets. One more minute and I thought I might use them to hang myself." "My mother did the embroidery," Bittterblue said. Katsa clapped her mouth shut and glared at Helda. "Thank you, Helda, for mentioning that detail.

Tell me what I can do to help you feel better." Well...I always like when you kiss me... "Do you?" You're good at it. "Well, that's lucky. Because I'll always be kissing you.

When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?

How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers.

And the kings were no better to their own people than they were to each others.