The time will come when you will be forced to make a choice,” Hanalea said. “When that time comes, choose love.

You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you." "Fondle?" Raisa raised her eyebrows, "When did I mention fondling?

Just remember who you are... The world will try to change you into someone else. Don't let them. That's the best advice anyone can give you.

Nobody's going to hand you anything. You don't get what you don't go after.

Will you give the girl to me?" she said. "Will you let me try?" He nodded, dizzy with relief. "Please, Willo. Please. Save her. It doesn't matter...what happens to me.

It was a peculiar marriage of interests- Lord Averill and Captain Byrne and Lord Bayar and Han Alister agreeing on anything was as rare as gold in Ragmarket.

Don't expect much and you won't be disappointed.

Falling in love was like falling off a cliff. It felt pretty much like flying until you hit the ground.

Did the destruction of one dream leave a vacuum that required filling with another? Is a broken heart more vulnerable?

You touch me again, you arrogant Ardenine swine, and I swear on the blood of Hanalea the warrior, I will geld you. Do you understand?

You do not respond to an attempt on your life with a slap on the hand. Or a joke.

Let us make sure that future generation writes our biography.

Boyhood, like measles, is one of those complaints which a man should catch young and have done with, for when it comes in middle life it is apt to be serious.

Strive to be nurturing with yourself so you can be free!

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

Don't listen to the lies, I swear they all lies. You know I could be your knight in shining Armor All tires.

Dreams are like portraits; and we find they please because they are confessed resemblances.

Marine Le Pen may want me dead, that's possible, but she must not count on my co-operation

God has allowed me to communicate well with people who are younger than me.

I don't read a great deal of fiction, to my shame, other than the classics.

A child speaks more sense than an adult half of the time.