...she refused to leave anything to someone else that she could do better herself.

This is how memories are; what seems so clear and unforgettable at one moment vanishes like steam the next.

But we are all sorry when loss comes for us. The test of our character comes not in how many tears we shed but in how we act after those tears have dried.

...she refused to leave anything to someone else that she could do better herself.

I held Nefertiti's body closer to mine, trying to press her spirit into me, to bring it back. But the reign of Nefertiti was finished. She was gone from Egypt.

That's because I've learned how to use it [smile], Woserit said. I don't pass it out like an old woman giving free milk to the village cats. It's something that must be controlled, and for you especially. You use it on anyone. You must learn to be more judicious.

I don't think unhappiness is fated.