The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it.

SOONER OR LATER ALL MEN MUST DIE. EVERYTHING DIES IN THE END. I CAN BE ROBBED BUT NEVER DENIED, I TOLD MYSELF. WHY WORRY? “I too cannot be cheated,” snapped Fate.

These weren't encouraged in the city, since the heft and throw of a longbow's arrow could send it through an innocent bystander a hundred yards away instead of the innocent bystander at whom it was aimed.

Once you gave a thing a name, you gave it life.

A push-and-go wooden duck on wheels can cause quite a lot of damage if wielded with enough force.

And what had he wanted? He'd never sat down to think about it. But mostly, he wanted yesterday to be different from today.

Everyone should occasionally break the law in some small and delightful way. It's good for the hygiene of the brain.