A man who fights you as he does is no better than an opportunist and no worse than a thug.
Raff, what have you done to yourself? Your hair is positively blue.
Every configuration of people is an entirely new universe unto itself.
As she left the room, Po went to Katsa, pulled her up, sat himself in her chair, and drew her into his lap. Shushing her, he rocked her, the two of them holding on to each other as if it were the only thing keeping the world from bursting apart.
Men are daft around women, incautious and boastful.
Our own story is even more important for us to know than history.