What happens to each of my female heroes, certainly, is they find something bigger than themselves that they are honored to serve. It's not giving up your family.

I suppose he could have changed," Neal said dryly. "I myself have noticed my growing resemblance to a daffodil." The other pages snorted. Kel eyed her friend. "You do look yellow around the edges," she told him, her face quite serious. "I hadn’t wanted to bring it up." "We daffodils like to have things brought up," Neal said, slinging an arm around her shoulders. "It reminds us of spring.

A friend had commented once that Neal had a gift for making someone want to punch him just for saying hello.

You're an obnoxious canker-blossom. Go ooze somewhere else.

When in doubt, shoot the wizard.

You must tell Lady Alanna that sometime. I'd do it from a distance.

Someday I must read this scholar Everyone. He seems to have written so much--all of it wrong.