Favorite Safehold quotes; Funny/Meaningful scenes

Ok, so I'm about to reread the series in search of really good quotes/jokes/scenes, and thought I'd open this up to the forum to get the participation of DW's biggest fans. Put down anything you were particularly fond of that came from these books. I want this to be a feel good topic. Something that might give RFC a chuckle or two when he may need it most.

Ready....GO!!

Ok I loved the "want to watch it again in slow motion" quote in the last book... with Merlin and Caleb discussing Nimue and the Jerk...

Merlin+Nahrmahn about OWL

“Well, that’s hardly his fault,” Merlin replied, slightly surprised by his own almost defensive tone. “He was designed as a fire control system, and the Navy didn’t want its weapons systems to have too much imagination.”

"No matter how you deal with today's problems, you can always count on tomorrow's to be at lease equally as interesting"

"Interesting," Housman snorted. "I suppose that's one word for it"

"Of course it is." Merlin agreed with a smile. "Which is why some cultures, back on old earth, considered 'May you live in interesting times' to be one of the nastiest curses around."

"I see they knew a thing or two, those old earth cultures." Housman murmured. With a crooked smile of his own as he turned down the gas lights and opened his office door.

"Yes they did, but they didn't know everything, Edwyrd. One of the things they didn't know about was how you safeholdians would grab interesting by the scruff of the neck and shake it till it squeals."

End of chapter 5, LAMA

As a meaningful moment, I definitely, definitely love the entire scene where Nahrmahn wakes up inside the VR unit and finds out that he's dead. When I've read it for the first time, I've actually reread it because I found it so strong.

Also, not sure why, but I find every scene of Abraihm's nightly visits to various nobles and his lines hilarious.
"Would you keep that in mind, when I uncover your mouth so that we can talk like civilized people? That is, that I can take your life before anybody blinks an eye.", or something like this. I think it was Gorjah's visit.

The following is not my favorite quote (although it contains it), but my favorite exchange. A person unafraid to speak honestly to a member of the Inquisition - and in public, no less. I wonder what the Inquisition did to those who witnessed it, and to those who witnessed the priest dying at the waterfall:

"Captain Merlin Athrawes, Charisian Imperial Guard, at your service.” The man bowed, apparently blissfully unaware of the insanity of what he’d just said. “And I’m afraid, Colonel, that Prince Daivyn and Princess Irys have requested asylum in Tellesberg. It seems”—those blue eyes looked past the colonel and into the dumbstruck brown eyes of Father Gaisbyrt—“Vicar Zhaspahr has ordered that they be killed, much as he did their father, and they’d prefer to avoid that outcome. Undutiful of them, I know, but”—his smile could have frozen Lake Erdan in mid-summer—“I’m sure you can understand their viewpoint.”

“That’s … ridiculous,” Sahndahl managed, feeling his hand creep to the sword at his side.

“Oh, come now, Colonel!” Athrawes chided gently. “You know I’m telling you the truth. Clyntahn’s decided murdering Daivyn may destabilize Corisande again. Especially if he can blame it on Charis … again.”
Those blue eyes were even colder than his smile, a fragment of Sahndahl’s mind observed.

“Lies! Lies!” Vandaik shouted suddenly from behind Sahndahl. “This man is an acknowledged heretic and blasphemer—an enemy of God Himself! How can you even consider the possibility he might be telling the truth?!”

“Ah, now there’s the problem, isn’t it, Father Gaisbyrt?” Athrawes asked, and the Schuelerite stiffened at the revelation that the Charisian knew his name. “And a bit of a problem for Father Zhames and Father Arthyr and Brother Bahldwyn and Brother Zhilbyrt, too, isn’t it?” the heretic continued, naming each of the inquisitors in turn. “Because you know they are considering it, don’t you, Father? Thanks to that butcher in Zion you serve, everyone’s considering it, aren’t they, Father?”

“Lies!” Vandaik screamed. “Yield now, heretic, or die!”

“Let me see.” Athrawes tilted his head to one side, eyes contemptuous. “Surrender, and be tortured to death later for Clyntahn’s amusement, or die now, seeing how many of his inquisitors—and their flunkies I’m afraid, Colonel,” he added, eyes flitting back to Sahndahl, “I can kill first. Let me see, let me see. Which one should I choose…?”

“Heretic bastard!” Vandaik screamed. “Do your duty, Sahndahl! Seize him! Seize him and all the others, as well, or answer to Mother Church!”

“I—” Sahndahl half drew his sword, then froze as Athrawes waved an index finger at him like a chiding tutor. The Charisian Guardsman’s sheer force of will seemed to freeze all of Sahndahl’s men. It certainly froze the colonel himself!

“If you try to execute that order, or to seize Prince Daivyn or Princess Irys, or to prevent them in any way from leaving this castle of their own free will, Colonel, a lot of people are going to die.” There was no humor at all in Athrawes’ voice. “Most of them will be yours.” He looked very levelly into Sahndahl’s eyes. “I have no desire to kill any man simply because he has the misfortune to serve a corrupt and evil master, but the choice is yours. Stand aside, or try to take us. Live or die, Colonel. Make the choice.”

*   *   *

“He’s insane!” Irys Daykyn whispered, watching from the third-floor window, listening to the conversation with Earl Coris’ arm around her shoulders. “My God, he’s out of his mind!”

“Maybe he is,” the earl replied, shaking his head, but there was something very like admiration in his tone. “Maybe he is, but, Langhorne, it feels good to hear someone take one of those sanctimonious pricks on in public!”

Irys’ head turned. She looked up at Coris’ profile, and her eyes widened as she saw the fierce, triumphant grin on her guardian’s face.

“You like him!” she said almost accusingly.

“Like him?” Coris cocked his head consideringly. “Maybe. I don’t know about that, Irys, but by God you’ve got to admire his style!”

HFAF pp. 636-37.

XofDallas wrote:
“He’s insane!” Irys Daykyn whispered, watching from the third-floor window, listening to the conversation with Earl Coris’ arm around her shoulders. “My God, he’s out of his mind!”

“Maybe he is,” the earl replied, shaking his head, but there was something very like admiration in his tone. “Maybe he is, but, Langhorne, it feels good to hear someone take one of those sanctimonious pricks on in public!”

Irys’ head turned. She looked up at Coris’ profile, and her eyes widened as she saw the fierce, triumphant grin on her guardian’s face.

“You like him!” she said almost accusingly.

“Like him?” Coris cocked his head consideringly. “Maybe. I don’t know about that, Irys, but by God you’ve got to admire his style!”

HFAF pp. 636-37.

I especially like this part!
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