The other girls in the village never felt restless. Nhamo was like a pot of boiling water. 'I want...I want...,' she whispered to herself, but she didn't know what she wanted and she had no idea how to find it.

If I had a soul, I’d probably wind up in hell anyway.

After all, what is suffering but an awareness of suffering?

That was the best kind of story: when the teller was as much under its spell as the listener.

The high point of your life was when you knocked me down

Patience and love can do anything.

Heroes, well, they don't live so long. But they're muy suave, and we all admire them.

No one can tell the difference between a clone and a human. That's because there isn't any difference. The idea of clones being inferior is a filthy lie.

Always choose your bodyguard from another country, they find it harder to make alliance and betray you.

A little extra forgiveness never hurts, said Matt, quoting one of Celia's favorite sayings.

Look around you...Feel the wind, smell the air. Listen to the birds and watch the sky. Tell me what's happening in the wide world.

Tam Lin says rabbits give up when they're caught by coyotes [...]. He says they consent to die because their animals and can't understand hope. But humans are different. They fight against death no matter how bad things seem, and sometimes, even when everything's against them, they win.