I was sorry to lose it, and if you make me another one, I promise not to get taken captive by bandits and have to use it to save my life.

I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself.

You, what are you? The brat of lucky parents who were related to a childless king. There is no such thing as royal blood. I believe we are what we make ourselves, and as such, you, Crown Princess, are nothing.

My ma says a rock lasts forever, but people don’t, and that’s what makes them more precious.

Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts.

My mama used to say, 'Are you sad? Then just wait a minute.

No more crying. It's all wetness and no comfort at all.