Truth is when your mind and your gut agree.
He did a very good impression of a stone column.
Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.
I’m sorry, my lady,” said Geric, rubbing his arm. “But I failed to force an apology out of the offending goose.
I do like the world quite a lot.
I can see that one can never pay back Gilsa for the fear that she will give again.