There you go...let it all slide out. Unhappiness can't stick in a person's soul when it's slick with tears.

Here's the thing about home: you can create it most anywhere, as long as you gather your people around you.

We know it's all just daydreaming...But sometimes, it'd be nice just to hold something real in your hands that felt like a measure of your worth.

They finished laughing and caught their breaths, and looked at each other, and Ani thought Geric looked at her too long, as though he forgot he was looking, as though he did not wish to do anything else. She looked back. Her took heart took its time quieting down.

She's as fetching as brown hair done up with ribbons blue The mountain, my lady She's as sweet as pink flowers made bright with morning dew, Mount Eskel, my lady

... fantasy is not practice for what is real—fantasy is the opiate of women.

There's nothing more aggravating in the world than the midnight sniffling of the person you've decided to hate.