"...don't be quick to judge.  Beneath every wiggling glove is a hand, and it's behind the mask where the true man lies.  He has his good reasons, I'm sure: We know Dod." 

 "...The Beast is really close!  Watch out, Boot!"

"You better hurry, Dod.  You've got to sign in or Mr. Clair won't let you duel--and you're up first in the level-five ring." 

"You probably thought they were extinct, didn't you?  It's amazing what you can accomplish if you're one of the Zoots." 

"I don't know. It's a massive ball of trouble--its legs flailing, its razor-sharp claws slicing....I know this for sure--it's not meant to be here in Green."

"Sorry about Pap...I liked him."

"You putrid, loathing, degenerate snake!" 

 "I wouldn't quit the Coosings!  Sawb really stretched when he appointed me last year--my family, you know; we're not chauss or toting gold."

"He's tilted his glossy eyes at the pile of droppings and missed the whole team of mules pulling the cart." 

"I thought I told you to run, boy!  Apparently my legs work just fine."

"He's old enough to know what he wants, rich enough to buy what he wants, and powerful enough to win whomever he wants. He's got the tri-trumpous!" 

"But for the love of Saluci, that mare is foremost in Youk's heart." 

"It's a great day to jilt the boockards out of Raul." 

"Dod, you must be made of something more durable than I am. It's your lucky feet, I guess." 

"Not so fast.  I know you. You're full of tricks. The moment I turn my back, you'll disappear for another three months." 

 "Show them you're a Chantolli, my boy!  Show them!"

 "It's the best in all of us, the grand dream, the lingering hope of what my family trusts can one day become everyone's inheritance."

"I'm sorry, Ingrid.  As a mayler, I think I'm more needed on that untamed horse." 

"I'd like strawberry jam on my toast."

 "Yes, that's very true--The Dread--my goodness, I hate thinking of The Dread."