The fantasy that appeals most to people is the kind that's rooted thoroughly in somebody looking around a corner and thinking, 'What if I wandered into this writer's people here?' If you've done your job and made your people and your settings well enough, that adds an extra dimension that you can't buy.

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

Wouldn't--" Kel began to say, but the words stuck in her mouth. She swallowed and tried again. "Wouldn't it be well, not nice to flirt with somebody you don't want to fall in love with?

I am not wise, but I can always learn.

When people say a knight's job is all glory, I laugh and laugh and laugh. Often I can stop laughing before they edge away and talk about soothing drinks.

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

I--buy, and I sell." "You're a thief.