Protector of the Small Quotes

 

 

 

*NEW* Neal: now, if you'll excuse me, I need to shave

Kel: you don't need to

Neal: I live in hope, as the priest said to the princess...

 

*NEW* Neal (to Lord W): How can I be silent and yet apologize?

 

Neal (dryly): I suppose he [Joren] could have changed.  I myself, have noticed my growing resemberlance to a daffodil.
Kel (eyeing Neal): You do look yellow around the edges.  I hadn't wanted to bring it up.  
Neal (slinging an arm around her shoulder): We daffodils like to have things
brought up.  It reminds us of spring.  
Cleon (irritably): Does Dung remind you of spring to Princess Flower?  You needn't manhandle our Kel like that.

Kel (moving Neal's arm): Thanks but no thanks.  I don't want to crush your petals.
Cleon (placing arm on Kel's shoulder): Crush mine all you like fair lady.  
Owen (moving between Kel and Neal and putting an arm around Kel's waist): Me too.

Owen: Mithros spear Kel.  When did you turn into a girl.
Iden or Warric:  You said she was a girl already

Owen: Sir, you talk like Kel couldn't handle the fighting. She's the one who saved our bacon.

 

Kel (thought): The God's have run mad. They've put me in a spot where I'm begging to go down that dreadful stair. 

 

Neal: You are an education, Keladry on Mindelan.

Kel: I'm not sure that's a compliment.

Neal: Neither am I.

Kel: You will pay for that, on the practice courts.
Owen: (to Neal) It was good knowing you.

 

Wyldon: We need the realms sons. Girls are fragile, more emotional, easier to frighten. They are not as strong in their shoulders and arms as men. They tire easily. This girl would get any warriors who served with her killed on some dark night.

 

Neal (on sponsoring Kel): I suppose I'm being rash and peculiar, again, but if it means helping my friend Joren improve his studies, well, I'll just have to sacrifice myself. There's nothing I won't do to further the cause of book learning among my peers.

 

Jon: That is an order, Lady Knight. If you cannot accept that, say as much now and I will find you work elsewhere.

Alanna: Don't tax yourself. I'll find knights work myself. As far from Corus as possible.

 

Neal: What possessed you? Why in the name of all the Gods in all of the Eastern and Southern Lands would you start a fight with them?

Kel: I didn't like the shape of Joren's nose.

Neal: There! You see what I have to deal with!
Duke Baird: You may have noticed my son has an endless capacity for drama.

 

Lord Raoul: This is what I've come to - following little birdies.

 

Neal: Ouch! Well, label me very impressed and ship me to Carthak!

 

Seaver: Its not right.

Neal: What's not right?

Seaver: When Clean talks to us he doesn't do that. You don't call us 'rose' and 'pearl'. If you don't talk to us like that, you shouldn't do it to her.

Owen: She's as good as us. You don't have to treat her like a girl.

Clean: But she is a girl...

 

Kel: I think I could flirt about as well as my gelding dances.

 

Owen (to his first-year cousins): That's Lalasa, Kel's maid. She sews and knows all sorts of ways to hurt you. (to Lalasa) I wasn't try to be rude.

Neal: You can be rude without trying.

 

Kel: I'll find my way on my own.

Wyldon: When I require your opinion...

Neal: It's no trouble. None at all, Demoiselle Keladry. (to Wyldon) My Lord, I apologize for my wicked tongue and dreadful manners. I shall do my best not to encourage her to follow my example.

The mysterious benefactor: Goddess bless, Lady Page/Squire/Knight (?)