Marriage is for noblewomen with nothing else to do.

It's not just children who need heroes.

Briar: "So I guess I was the last to know." Rosethorn: "Of course you are. You're a man, aren't you?

She rides as a man, goes unveiled as a man, fights as a man. Let her prove herself worthy as a man, worthy of her weapons and of our friendship.

I will tell the stork-man.

If I say you're a goatherd's son, you say, 'Yes, Lord Ralon.'" Alanna gasped with fury. "I'd as soon kiss a pig! Is that what you've been doing-kissing pigs? Or being kissed?

She's all over us like maggots on garbage, just because I interfered with one pickpocket yesterday.