Children are geniuses.

You won't even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?

If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories." Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The good memories.

She cried like a person whose heart is broken and wondered how, when two people loved each other, there could be such a broken heart.

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

Brigan threw his head back and smiled at the sky. "Well said, Lady. The world may be falling to pieces, but at least the lot of us can have a bath.

That was a perfectly reasonable explanation," she said grumpily. "Perhaps my advisers don't lie to me." "Isn't that what you'd want?" asked Giddon. "Well, yes, but it doesn't elucidate my puzzle!" "If I may say so, Lady Queen," said Giddon, "it's not always easy to follow your conversation." "Oh, Giddon," she said, sighing. "If it's any comfort, I don't follow it either.