Your brothers are the foolish ones for not seeing the strength in beautiful things.

Everyone wants a bit of something beautiful." Clara said. "Among the wealthy it's the rare skins and furs sold on the black market. With everyone else it's whatever they find clogging the gutters or killed in the housetraps. It al amounts to the same thing, of course, but the rich people feel better knowing they've paid a fortune.

It has been a hard lesson to learn, that greatness requires suffering.

Bitterblue had never seen a man naked, and she was curious. She decided the universe owed her a few minutes, just a few, to satisfy her curiosity. So she went to him and knelt, which shut him up.

For a group of people who claimed to be concerned for her safety, they did seem to have developed rather a habit of encouraging uprisings against monarchs.

It hurt her eyes, almost, Ror City; and it didn't surprise her that Po should come from a place that shone.

...when truths disappear, they leave behind blank spaces, and that is also dangerous.