I Distrust Any Advice That Contains The

Why Do I Get The Feeling That If You Give Me A Hard Time, I'll Tell All Of Our Year-mates Your Family Nickname Is Meathead?

Sandry: "there Has To Be Something We Can Do." Lark: "we're Mages. We Do What We Can, But Some Problems Are Too Big To Fix." Sandry: "then I Wish I Weren't A Mage. What Good Is Magic, If You Can't Use It To Help People.

You Get Too Excited Over Big Flashes, Tunstall. Mages Rely On That To Make You Think They Have More Power Than You.

If Her Rump Were Any Stiffer, She'd Break It Every Time She Rides', I Thought To Pounce. 'if She Fell On The Steps, They Would Never Be Able To Put Her Together Again', He Replied.

I Suppose He Could Have Changed," Neal Said Dryly. "i Myself Have Noticed My Growing Resemblance To A Daffodil." The Other Pages Snorted. Kel Eyed Her Friend. "you Do Look Yellow Around The Edges," She Told Him, Her Face Quite Serious. "i Hadn’t Wanted To Bring It Up." "we Daffodils Like To Have Things Brought Up," Neal Said, Slinging An Arm Around Her Shoulders. "it Reminds Us Of Spring.