You're going to set us all on fire, you homicidal feral fruitcake.

You go shake your foundations, Will. I think it's about time I saved myself.

They separate us into groups. The Ringleaders and the Others. I belong to the Ringleaders because my weak, pathetic, traitorous, fundamentally base peers point to me when someone asks them who is in charge.

Someone had to be blamed. Someone had to die. (...) What you can't understand, you destroy.

What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?" "Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand.

How seven days had passed since she had disappeared from existence. That it would take the eyes of the gods to find her. Or the heart of the Lumateran exile.

She misses him more now than when he was away