“He is cured by faith who is sick of fate.”

“For that (the rapt one warns) is what papyr is meed of, made of, hides and hints and misses in prints.”

“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”

“Anna was, Livia is, Plurabelle's to be. Northmen's thing made southfolk's place but howmulty plurators made eachone in per-son? Latin me that, my trinity scholard, out of eure sanscreed intooure er...”

“Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend, never make face to a foe till hes rife and never get stuck to another mans pfife.”

“And youll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday.”

“So resolute is the world to despise anything which carries with it an air of simplicity.”

“It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.”

“Not every puzzle is intended to be solved. Some are in place to test your limits. Others are, in fact, not puzzles at all...”

“...the souls of none of them were dead, but only sleeping; now and then they would waken, and these were cruel times.”

“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”

“If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"- David King”