You're the father of the person who is my life.

We look at each other for a moment and for once I feel awkward. It's not that I'm not into humility; I've just never had to practise it.

No chance. It'd be like cutting off our hands." "Then learn to live without your hands." "No, because then we won't be able to do this," Ben says, giving him the finger [...]

Are you an idiot, or an idiot?' Gargarin hissed. 'The first one. I really resent being called the second.

Memory is a funny thing. It tricks you into believing that you've forgotten important moments, and then when you're raking your brain for a bit of information that might make sense of something else, it taps you on the head and says, "Remember when you told me to put that memory in the green rubbish bin? Well, I didn't, I put it in the black recycling tub, and it's coming your way again.

There's not much you need to know about the world. Except how to use a sword and trust very few.

I'm not interested in those who do me wrong. There's not enough time in the day for them.