“This edge," said Giacomo Paradisi, touching the steel with the handle of a spoon, "will cut through any material in the world. Look.”

“Oh, the testosterone. You could have cut it with a cafeteria spoon.”

“Jem touched the parabatai rune on his shoulder, through the thin material of his nightshirt. "I am not alone," he said. "Wherever we are, we are as one.”

“A vehement eros runs through the Universe. It is like the ether: harder than steel, softer than air.
It cuts through and passes beyond all things, it flees and escapes.”

“The thing that nobody really said about Rebecca Adlington is that she looks pretty weird. She looks like someone who's looking at themselves in the back of a spoon.”

“Though I play at the edges of knowing,
truly I know
our part is not knowing,
but looking, and touching, and loving”

“4797. The Tongue is not Steel, yet it cuts sorely.”

“Metaphors are the beginning of the democratic system of envy. They look for what is dissimilar and try to make it similar. Everything that is similar cuts the edge of what is unique.”

“Look!" said Foaly, pointing with some urgency into the vast steel-gray gloom, "Someone who cares!”

“Up to a certain time I was cutting into things. Then I realized that the thing I was cutting was the cut. Rather than cut into the material, I now use the material as the cut in space.”