Above all else, I think that you are a compulsive liar."
My laughter was tense, but sincere. "Hardly. In fact, I consider myself a compulsive truth teller. It's only that everyone else seems compelled to misunderstand me.

Master Graves was incensed and said, as punishment for my disruption, I would have to write my letters an extra ten times that day.
"Ten times the better I'll know them, then." I said. "How strange that you should punish me by ensuring I come out more educated than Roden, who has tried to obey you.

And I want you to find something in the hills for the vigils to protect, like a rock or a thornbush. I don't want them around here.

Get me a real chair

If he put us in dresses, we wouldn't suddenly become women

I never denied being a fool. That's the difference between us.