Cold walls do not a prison make, nor iron bands a bondsman.

Yeah, but if I don't start my nervous pacing now, I'll never have it all done in time.

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In the glass burrow beneath their feet, the flames began to rise. First the flames, and then the screams

Mew," the kitten retorted, locking gazes with him. It had the expression common to all kittens, that of a tyrant in the becoming. 'I was comfortable, and you dared to move,' those jade eyes said. 'For that you must die.' When it became apparent to the cat that its two or three pounds of mass were insufficient to break Locke's neck with one mighty snap, it put its paws on his shoulders and began sharing its drool-covered nose with his lips. He recoiled.

When you see the crooked Warden," said Locke, twisting something in his hands, "tell hi that Lock Lamora learns slowly, but he learns well. And when you see my friends, you tell them that there are more of you on the way.

Cold walls do not a prison make, nor iron bands a bondsman.