Bishop was all done with the witty converstaion. "Will you swear?" And Myrnin said, shockingly, "I will." And he proceeded to, a string of swearwords that made Claire blink. He ended with, "--frothy fool-born apple-john! Cheater of vandals and defiler of dead dogs!" and did another twirl and bow. He looked up with a red, red grin that was more like a leer. "Is that what you meant, my lord?

We're clear," she said. "You're kind of a psycho. I get that

The problem with ruling by fear is that eventually, when the fear fades, fury replaces it.

Shane? Thank God, somebody sane. Well, sane-ish.

Don't play his game. Play yours.

Now could you please ask these idiots to stop pointing their bullets at me? It's terribly wasteful.

One should never create tension between one's footwear.