“Nodding, Cery strode to the door and stepped through. Though the burly guards eyes him suspiciously, Cery smiled back. Never make enemies of someone's lackeys, his father had taught him. Better still, make them like you a lot.”

“Cery: So, Hem, tell me why I shouldn't see how many holes I need to make before you start leaking money?”

“What are you looking at, foreigner?” the guard demanded roughly. The smile was a little unsettling. A prisoner shouldn’t smile at his captors like that.
“I’m just making sure I can remember you,” Gilan told him. “Never know when that might be useful.”

“When someone threatens you with a machete, never turn your back. Stand still. Look him straight in the eye and ask him what the problem is.”

“He smiles a lot. But I think there might be worms inside him making him smile.”

“Your enemy is never a villain in his own eyes. Keep this in mind; it may offer a way to make him your friend. If not, you can kill him without hate — and quickly.”

“Meeting someone you like and dating him is supposed to make you feel better, not worse.”

“Never trust a mirror,' his mother had told him. 'They never tell the truth unless you make them.”

“You had to know someone very well to make them laugh like that. She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did not know him at all?”

“Find someone who makes you smile, because it only takes a smile to make a day better”