I am not going to change who I am. I am human and I know how to love, and be kind, and be compassionate to those who are weaker than me. Just because I have power doesn't mean I have to use it!

Well met, Mistress Lirael. This ragamuffin, as your servant so aptly described him, is His Highness Prince Sameth, the Abhorsen-in-Waiting. Hence the bells. But on to more serious matters. Could you...

Hear, hear," said the Dog, raising her head. "It's always better to be doing, Prince. Besides, you don't smell like a coward, so you can't be one.

Why, Yrael?" it said, as the last of the dark gave way to silver, and the shining sphere of metal sank slowly to the ground. "Why?""Life," said Yrael, who was more Mogget than it ever knew. "Fish and...

So I'll do that, and I'll do my best and if my best isn't good enough, at least I will have done everything I could, everything that is in me. I don't have to try to be someone else, someone I could...

The visions are fragmented and a dark cloud spreads like spilt ink across the pages of possible futures.

Time and death sleep side by side.

I can see time, whispered Mogget, so softly that his words were lost.

If only Sam could have stayed just like the Dog, she thought. A comforting friend without the complication of romantic interest.There had to be something she could do to completely discourage him,...

Charity is a very labour-intensive virtue.

Do not tarry, do not stop, no matter what happens.

A Kiss, said Mogget sleepily. Actually, just a breath would do. But you have to start kissing someone sometime, I suppose.A breath? she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked...

Choosers will be beggars if the begging's not their choosing, said the DogWhat does that mean?I have no idea, said the Dog

As for you, Private, if you mention a word of this to anyone, I'll feed you to the cat thing here. Understand?Yum, said Mogget.Yes, sir! mumbled the telephone operator, his hands shaking as he tried...

Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.

When the dead do walk seek water's run,for this the Dead will always shun. Swift river's best or broadest laketo ward the dead and have and make.If water fails thee, fire's thy friend, if neither...

Please," said Lirael... "I think I would like to work in this Library.""The Library," repeated Sanar, looking troubled. "That can be dangerous to a girl of fourteen. Or a woman of forty, for that...

I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind.