Would I serve you or (Prince) Jon stolen goods? he asked. "No, don't answer me.

Waves are the voices of tides. Tides are life.

Why do I get the feeling that if you give me a hard time, I'll tell all of our year-mates your family nickname is Meathead?

I myself have noticed my growing resemblance to a daffodil.

I imbue this place with my essence, every stone and every drop. My visit will do wonders for the flowers." Aly propped her chin on her hand. "So does manure," she observed.

She would have kissed him, if she kissed stupid men.

But, Sergeant Osbern, Sir, I like my head.