A Shadow in Summer

Possibility is a wide field, dear. "Can't" is a word for small imaginations.

Sometimes the hand pulls the puppet, sometimes the puppet pulls the hand, but the string runs both ways.

To lose everything is not the worst that can happen." "It's starting again, from nothing, with nothing.

Can you love someone you don't trust?" "Absolutely," he said. "I have a sister I wouldn't lend two copper lengths if I wanted them back. The problem with loving someone you don't trust is finding the right distance.

Some errors you can only see once you’ve committed them.

The problem with loving someone you don't trust is finding the right distance.

How did you find out?" "I listened. I lied. The normal things anyone would do who wanted to know something hidden.

Just because something's a game, doesn't mean it isn't serious.

There is a man named Ovi Niit. He runs a comfort house in the soft quarter. I mean to take it from him.

To lose everything is not the worst can happen." "It's starting again, from nothing, with nothing," Otah said. "Is exactly this," Maj agreed, then a moment later. "Starting again, and doing better.

I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow can't be worse than today was." "Possibility is a wide field, dear. Can't is a word for small imaginations.

And what’s the difference between us, that you’ll brush his sins aside and not my own?” Maati smiled. “You aren’t him,” he said. “And you love him.” Maati took a pose of affirmation. “And love is more important than justice,” Seedless said. “Sometimes. Yes.” Seedless smiled and nodded. “What a terrible thought,” he said. “That love and injustice should be married.

I've never told Liat. About who I am. Do you think ... Maati, can you love someone and not trust them?" "We're born to odd lives, Otah-kvo," Maati said, sounding suddenly older and more sorrowful. "If we waited for people we trusted, I think we might never love anyone.