2 Quotes Tagged: white-knight

What does it matter where my body happens to be?' he said. 'My mind goes on working all the same.

My horse is plodding down a path unspooling under her hooves like a ball of wool, only wider, while I think of ways to wake kings or small children or writers, all of whom seem to be constantly sleeping and dreaming of me in the seventh square on a horse with a mind of her own.