Quotes from John Flanagan

Pi' o' the li'er,' he said and for a moment Will frowned, trying to decipher the words. Then he had it. When he had left Shadow with Trobar, he had told the giant, 'If she ever has pups, I want the pick of the litter.' 'Pick of the litter?' he translated now and Trobar beamed, holding the little, squirming shape out to him. 'For you, Wi' Trea'y.

That'll make Edvin happy. He's always keen to replenish our stocks of fresh meat whenever he can." "It'll make Ingvar happy too," Stig put in. "He's always keen to eat it.

If a person ever wanted to capture you three," she said, "he'd just have to bait the trap with a pot of coffee." Will nodded. "And we'd go gladly," he agreed.

Erak belched quietly and leaned to one side so he could scratch his backside. He was sure that Slagor's crew had brought fleas with them into the hut. It was the one discomfort they had not had to bear so far. Cold, damp, smoke and smell. But now they could add fleas. He wished, not for the first time, that Slagor's wolfship had gone down in the gales on the Stormwhite Sea.

Halt? Are you awake?" "No." The ill humor in the one-word reply was unmistakable. "Oh. Sorry." "Shut up.

Edvin!' Hal yelled. 'Help me!

The men chorused their understanding. Halt studied them for a moment or two, making sure they had all grasped the idea. He didn't want anyone to get carried away in the excitement of the moment and charge down on the massed ranks of Wargals. Cavalrymen did tend to get excited, he knew. But he could see from their faces that they all knew this was to be a feint. "All

If you worry that you'll lose, you probably will.

Only a fool thinks he knows everything.

Don't waste time complaining about things that can't be changed.

Morgarath watched, appalled, as twenty Rangers shot his attack to pieces.

There's no sense in bemoaning what we can't achieve today. Let's get on with what we can achieve.

He had no sense of compassion for the Wargals who had died for him. They were nothing more than a tool for him to use.

Better to suspect something and find nothing than to suspect nothing and find something.

If she was expecting sympathy from the older Ranger, she was disappointed. He emitted a short bark of decidedly unsympathetic laughter.

We drew lots for the sleeping spaces," he pointed out, striving to keep a reasonable tone. Ulf shrugged petulantly. "Well, if I'd known I was going to be so close to the door, I would have drawn a different one." Hal gave up trying to be reasonable. He glared at Ulf. "Do you realize how abysmally stupid that statement is?" he demanded.

We all have differing levels of ability. What we must do is make the most of what we've got.

I see your capacity for addition has improved

Maddie thrust her jaw out pugnaciously. "You mean to tell me you're scared of my mother?" she challenged. Will met her gaze very evenly. "You'd better believe it," he told her.

Before he could finish the question, Will interrupted, thinking to clarify matters but only making them more puzzling—as so often happens.

voice: Is that a bony backside I see sticking up out of the grass by that black rock? I think it is. Perhaps I should put an arrow in it if its owner doesn't GET IT DOWN!

Will wondered how Horace could be so calm. He was unaware that Horace was asking himself the same question about Will, feeling the same knotting of stomach muscles. The

A Ranger carries the lives of two dozen men with him, the old saying went. Edwina thought then that John Buttle might need to watch his

Just wanted you to know, there's been no . . . funny business between me and your mam. No . . . hanky-panky, if you know what I mean?" For