Money talks and walks, but it does not bark.
As long as there’s life, there’s hope.
Dreadful sorry mistress. Ma always said I was too silly to die.
If you have to hit – hit low.
I met the oddest little fellow today, Alan of Trebond.
I want to marry her, when I grow up to be a man.
If arrogance were shoes, he’d never go barefoot.
I believe in deeds, not words.
I would apologize for my rudeness, if I had any manners. Happily, I don’t.
There are times in every rider’s life when it is necessary to apologize to a horse...
All these things Alanna knew from her father’s books and maps, but the reality took her breath away as a paragraph written in a book never could.
Turnstall’s view of what men could and couldn’t do was sometimes odd. Our old parter Goodwin and I agreed that there was no manly or unwomanly, only what you chose to do.
It’s the only bad thing about animals,” she told Cleon. “Most don’t live as long as we do.” “I know, sweet,” Cleon said, kissing first one of her eyelids, then the other. “But think how bleak life would be without them.
Don’t threaten someone unless you’re certain you can carry out the threat.
That’s Lalasa, Kel’s maid. She sews and knows all sorts of ways to hurt you.
Cats must always be cats, even when they are gods, or constellations.
Knowing to whom she owed the new warmth, Alanna tried to thank Mari Fahrar. The old woman brushed her words aside. “All things change,” she told Alanna frankly. “It does not hurt men to know women have power, too.” Alanna had to laugh. Until Mari and Farda entered her life, she never realized that the tribeswomen viewed their men not with fear but with loving disrespect. Sometimes she felt that she was the one getting the education, not her pupils.
The sands drift always, yet the desert remains the same.
The Chamber is only a room, though a magical one, and you will enter it when the time comes. Duke Roger is only a man, for all he wields sorcery. He can be met and defeated. But you, my daughter – learn to love. You have been given a hard road to walk. Love will ease it. Much depends on you, Alanna of Trebond. Do not fail me!” – The Goddess.
When I told you don’t touch me to wake me, ever, because I’ve been in a war and I react violently, you respected me.” For a plant person, Rosethorn could sound like iron when she made a point with someone stupid. “Evvy was in that same war. She fought as hard as any adult – harder, sometimes. Yet you refuse to acknowledge that she may suffer the same effects.