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

Go safely. Go safely, she thought to him. what a silly, empty thing it was to say to anyone, anywhere.

You're beautiful this morning," Archer said, stopping before her, kissing her nose. "You're impossibly sweet in my shirt." That might be but she felt like death. She would gladly make the trade; how blissful it would be to feel impossibly sweet and look like death.

...that's how memory works ... Things disappear without your permission, then come back again without your permission.

She'd lost her fury, somewhere, as they'd talked. She didn't feel it anymore. She wished she did, because she preferred it to the emptiness that had settled in its place.

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

Isn't is lovely to be all together again?" Raffin said, throwing one arm around Po and the other around Bann. -------- She wanted them near, even if they were subsumed by their own affairs, she needed them at sword practice in the morning, at dinner at night, moving and shifting around her, there and gone, back again, arguing, teasing, acting like people who knew who they were.