Burn you, Nerim, that's a leg not a bloody side of beef!"
"As my lord says," Nerim murmured. "My lord's leg is not a side of beef. Thank you, my lord, for instructing me.

“You do not realize what it means that you force the form of the Age Lace, do yo…”

“You read too much and understand too little.”

“In Shinear, a woman [is] safe anywhere, any time-except from Trollocs and Myrdd…”

“He was not as she remembered. His features were the same, but his face was hard…”