People who say not to speak ill of the dead are hypocrites, because you can take it ot the bank they're thinking ill.

Feeling too much is a hell of a lot better than feeling nothing.

Didn't people consider what could happen if armies of farm animals united in revolt?

She, as no other ever could, reached every corner of his heart. His joy, and his salvation.

Once she'd been a victim- helpless, used, and broken. Now, she was a warrior.

Since it was there, Larkin got another bowl, spooned up stew for himself. “He fights with us. We’re an army.” “An army? Talk about delusions of grandeur. What are you?” she asked Glenna. “Witch.” “So, we’ve got a witch, a sorcerer, a couple of refugees from Geall and a vampire. Some army.

Knowledge is a great gift, and the thirst to seek it even greater. Use what you know...Head and heart...You are not made to give greater weight to one than the other.