A quaint conceit, don't you think?

Yeah, well, that's what you said the last time it did this, and it was doing it that time too,' Tiercel said waspishly. Clear as mud,' Harrier muttered.

Once the blinders are off, it's rather hard to go back to seeing things the way you used to.

Nevertheless, now that I have met you, I know that all that I am, and all that I have, could not match what you are worth.

If I'm walking on thin ice, I might as well dance my way across

How DARE the villainous cads be as clever as the heroes.

Pretend long enough that you belong, and eventually even you will believe it." - Gallen