A thief was a thief, whether he stole a little or a lot.

“Might have punctured a lung, if he had a lung. Most trees don't, as a rule.”

“‎Thee'th not to be touched, the goat screamed, spraying spittle all over Zollo.…”

“She stalked off into the trees, wishing she could just saddle her horse and rid…”

“—Mi mejor arma está en el cerebro. Mi hermano tiene su espada, el rey Robert ti…”