He lives among the far moons of Achernar, and he is accustomed to the most extreme outrages of terror and the hourly proximity of death. - Murgen

Dismount and kneel before me, that I may strike off your head with fullest ease. You shall die in this tragic golden light of sunset. - Torqual

I am not a sensitive person, but these remarks carry a sting. - Sir Lulie

Dango, Pume, Thwither: down with Visbhume's breeches; let him hold his backside at the ready. - King Throbius

A human exposed without protection to the conditions required to support Affronter life would be dying in at least three excitingly different and painful ways …

There is nothing that sharpens a man's senses so acutely as to know that bitter and determined enemies are in pursuit of him night and day.

She has no strong white arms to fold you, But the ten-times-fingering weed to hold you - Out on the rocks where the tide has rolled you.