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Please meet Magda Searus, the first Confessor.

His word alone stood between Kahlan and oblivion.

Get your priorities straight, young man. When a victim is staring at a blade that has just plunged through his chest, the last thing on his mind is criticism about the lack of ornamentation on your hilt.

Evil grants no mercy, and to attempt to appease it is nothing more than a piecemeal surrender to it. Surrender to evil is slavery at best, death at worse. -Richard Rahl

The trickster, the Mother Confessor said. I told you that was our name for him»

The Spiritist is said to be a dangerous woman.

Have you heard the old adage advising to always grow oleanders at your back door?" Nicci asked.

panicked people didn't listen to reason and didn't want to hear the truth.

don't be a soldier in this silent army of fools.

Admitting defeat established a mental state of resignation that made it certain.

The most important rule there is, the Wizard's Sixth Rule: the only sovereign you can allow to rule you is reason.

Evil grants no mercy, and to attempt to appease it is nothing more than a piecemeal surrender to it. Surrender to evil is slavery at best, death at worst.

What are half-people? Living people he has stripped of their souls.

The statue at Alesia, over 20 feet tall, was erected in 1865 at the commission of Napoleon III, and the face appears to be modelled on his own. It is inscribed with Caesar's 'quotation' from Vercingetorix, slightly adapted – 'Gaul united, Forming a single nation, Inspired by a shared spirit, Can defy the world'. In 1870 Napoleon III led France to defeat by Germany.

The female mind is certainly a devious one, my lord. Vetinari looked at his secretary in surprise. Well, of course it is. It has to deal with the male one.

In theory it was, around now, Literature. Susan hated Literature. She'd much prefer to read a good book.

Nanny Ogg looked under her bed in case there was a man there. Well, you never knew your luck.

She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.

I hate cats. Death's face became a little stiffer, if that were possible. The blue glow in his eye sockets flickered red for an instant. I SEE, he said. The tone suggested that death was too good for cat haters.

It's going to look pretty good, then, isn't it, said War testily, the One Horseman and Three Pedestrians of the Apocalypse.

Juliet's version of cleanliness was next to godliness, which was to say it was erratic, past all understanding and was seldom seen.

Crowley (An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards)

The wages of sin is death but so is the salary of virtue, and at least the evil get to go home early on Fridays.

If per capita was a problem, decapita could be arranged