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

I'm a terrible prince. I should put my kingdom first and everything else second, but your first. I want you by my side every second, but I know I would crumble if I lost you.

No small thing, a bee's sting When it enters the heart Not so benign, the growing vine When it tears stone apart

We know it's all just daydreaming. In all likelihood, no one in this forest'll ever get a javelin, and I'll never see my mother's kingdom again, let alone be hailed by crowds as the jewel of Kildenree. Maybe it's vain to wish for it. But sometimes, it'd be nice just to hold something real in your hands that felt like a measure of your worth. Right Finn?

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.

I can see that one can never pay back Gilsa for the fear that she will give again.

Does anyone smell roasting meat?' said Razo, 'Oh, wait, it's just Geric's face.