Sleep? What's that? A new type of casserole?

With a touch of sarcasm. "Glass is an amazing material. Versatile.

Yalena: Could you always open your door? Kiki: Yes. Fence, too. Yalena Why don't you? Kiki: Hay sweet. Fresh water. Peppermints.

I hate a mystery. I would have let the identity of the Commander’s successor remain a secret, as I have for fifteen years, but tonight’s opportunity was too tempting. With eight drunken Generals sleeping it off, I could have danced on their beds without waking them." - Valek

Every person has the latent ability to read minds and influence the physical world without touching it, but they don't have the ability to connect with the power source.

You're easily distracted by the pattern of the cloth and can't see the quality of the threads.

No need to act, i let my fear show "He killed himself," i whispered. Eve raised an eyebrow. "Fourteen times?" "He had bad aim.