"Carlisle was being suspicious around one of the planting carts yesterday, and I thought he slipped something in his pocket...and now somebody's missing their watch."
"I learned the language that no mortal should ever learn - what the shadows whisper when in the stealth of night they creep round your lonely feet on a stranger's road."
"This house is old, my lord. It is on nights like this that it remembers just how old it is and the will to hold its stones together grows weak."
"You shall not have my body, and death shall have no dominion," she declared, though her voice was shaking.