"Sarra looked at her daughter and said reproachfully, 'Speaking of war, I never raised you to be always fighting and killing. That's not woman's work.'It's needful, Ma. You taught me a woman has to know how to defend herself.'I never!' gasped Sarra, indignant.'You taught me when you were murdered in your own house,' Daine said quietly."

"Whatever you are physically, male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy – all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are that flame."