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“Belgarath and Garion effortlessly hurdled over the driftwood and loped off into the fog. "It's going to be a wet day," Garion noted soundlessly as he ran alongside the great silver wolf.
"Your fur won't melt."
"I know, but my paws get cold when they're wet."
"I'll have Durnik make you some little booties."
"That would be absolutely ridiculous, Grandfather," Garion said indignantly.”
― David Eddings, Sorceress of Darshiva

“I didn't particularly feel like being arrested, so I argued with the soldiers a bit. Several of them died during the argument - those things happen once in a while. Unfortunately, one of the casualties was Taur Urgas' oldest son. The king of the Murgos took it personally. He's very narrow-minded sometimes. - Silk”
― David Eddings

“Its a perfectly good face, Sparhawk."
"It covers the front of my head. What else can you expect from a face?”
― David Eddings, The Diamond Throne

“Durnik needs a tower somewhere in the Vale," Belgarath was saying.
"I don't see why, father," Polgara replied.
"All of Aldur's disciples have towers, Pol. It's the custom."
"Old customs persist --even when there's no longer any need for them."
"He's going to need to study, Pol. How can he possibly study with you underfoot all the time?"
She gave him a long, chilly stare.
"Maybe I should rephrase that.”
― David Eddings, Seeress of Kell