Deborah Harkness: "You can't choose your family, but you can choose to love them."

A man who calls his kinsmen to a feast does not do so to save them from starving.

Where's my cow? Is that my cow? It goes hruuugh. It is a hippopotamus. That's not my cow.

When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.