Clergyman's

“It’s funny how the music industry is enraged about the Internet and the way things are copied without being paid for. But you know why people steal the music? Because they can’t afford the music.”
– Tom Petty

“Halt,” said Horace, “I’ve been thinking…”Halt and Will exchanged an amused glance. “Always a dangerous pastime,” they chorused. For many years, it had been Halt’s unfailing response when Will had made the same statement. Horace waited patiently while they had their moment of fun, then continued.”Yes, yes. I know. But seriously, as we said last night, Macindaw isn’t so far away from here…””And?” Halt asked, seeing how Horace had left the statement hanging.”Well, there’s a garrison there and it might not be a b ad idea for one of to go fetch some reinforcements. It wouldn’t hurt to have a dozen knights and men-at-arms to back us up when we run into Tennyson.”But Halt was already shaking his head.”Two problems, Horace. It’d take too long for one of us to get there, explain it all and mobilize a force. And even if we could do it quickly, I don’t think we’d want a bunch of knights blundering around the countryside, crashing through the bracken, making noise and getting noticed.” He realized that statement had been a little tactless. “No offense, Horace. Present company excepted, of course.”
— John Flanagan

“Nero lowered his head to speak in her ear, keeping his hands on her arms to lock her in place. “My problem is simple, Elle. I have a problem with you having no trouble saying thank you to someone else. I have a problem with you wrapping your arms around someone else. And I have a big fucking problem with you not minding kissing someone else. Not one fucking time have you done any of those things to me without my asking, or just doing it because you want to, not because I want you to.”
— Sarah Brianne