... true faith never comes without anguish.

When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.

It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.

God's Teeth,' he says. 'I was only trying to wake you. You were crying out in your sleep.' 'I was not,' I say, then look from his neck to my knife. 'When I tried to wake you, you stabbed me.' He sounds sore put out. and I cannot blame him.

I pause at the door, wishing I could find a corner and sleep until my head clears, but the sailor said the abbess is expecting me, and while I do not know much about abbesses, I suspect they are not fond of waiting.

You come to us well tempered, my child, and it is not in my nature to be sorry for it. It is a well tempered blade that is the strongest.

I cannot tell her I have been moping over a broken heart when I have worked so hard to convince her I have no heart at all.