I--buy, And I Sell." "you're A Thief.

If Arrogance Were Shoes, He'd Never Go Barefoot.

Books Are Still The Main Yardstick By Which I Measure True Wealth.

The First Thing Every Mage Should Learn Is That Magic Makes Fools Of Us. Now You May Call Yourself A Mage. You Have Learned The Most Important Lesson.

You Aren't A Bit Romantic, Are You?" He Asked, Amused. She Sat Back And Stared At Him. She Was Beginning To Think That Neal Required A Keeper. He Seemed To Have The Craziest Ideas. "romance? Isn't That Love Stuff?" She Asked Finally. "it's More Than Just Love. It's Color, And-and Fire. You Don't Want Things Magnificent And Filled With-with Grandeur," He Said, Trying To Make Her Understand. "you Know, Drama. Importance. Transcendent Passion." "i Just Want To Be A Knight," Kel Retorted, Putting Her Used Tableware On Her Tray. "eat Your Vegetables. They're Good For You.

The Tall Thief Rushed Down The Stairs And Grabbed Her, Swinging Her Around As He Laughed. "and I've Been Thinkin' You Forgot Me," He Said, Placing Her On Her Feet Once More. "just Look At You! Tan And Fit And Wearin' The Clothes Of A Bazhir-" Alanna Looked Up Into His Friendly Hazel Eyes And Broke Into Tears.