You mortals are like fish swimming in a globe of glass. That globe is your world. You do not see beyond it.
Tamora PierceI 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.
Tamora PierceFolk caught up in a riot aren't our cousins and sisters, our brothers and uncles. They are part of a big animal with many arms and claws, armed with stones and sticks.
Tamora PierceI'm sick of this. Call me what you like, say I'm without honor, I don't care. I'm not getting on any more horses to whack you people with a stick.
Tamora Pierce