Carol Berg quotes:

So what is this feadnach? Is it another curse that makes me beholden to slaves and shrews?' 'No, my lord. It is your heart. Difficult as it may be to comprehend, there is a possibility you may have one.

From the instant of our first meeting I judged him so, though it could be said that I was prejudiced. When one is standing naked on a slave-auction block in a wind cold enough to freeze a demon's backside, one is unlikely to have a fair impression of anyone.

Loyalty never put blood back in a man's veins.

Memory has no power but what the soul chooses to make of it.

Books don't prattle. Books don't make demands. Yet they give you everything they possess. It's a very satisfying partnership.

A soldier never dies. His blood makes the grass green for his children.