Some people are born with the first word of a language resting on their tongue though it may take some time before they can taste it.

Careful with the accusations of insanity, oh my lady whose home is a tower with windows of brick, all for the sake of some skinny-ankled, laugh-prone boy of a khan.

No matter that we could be beheaded for this,” said Esa. “Heads are overrated.” “Yes, they are so unfashionable,” said Miri, imitating an Aslandian accent. “This spring, ladies of style are wearing their feathers in their necks.

He had a dashing smile. It nearly dashed right off his face.

Her smile was peculiar - it made her nose wrinkle, not as though she smelled something unpleasant, but more that she was so amused, her whole face wanted to be a part of the smile.

She put a wedge beside my heart And then she brought the mallet down She sang no song to guide her work I lost my heart without a sound

A heart is a heart in a child or a man.