I discovered that her full name was Margaret Lowell. I wasn't an expert on Earth names, but I still knew this was wildly inappropriate. She should have been called Lana Bellcurve or Ashley Brainsex or something.

It was ordered that twelve standels or storers per acre in coppices or underwoods of twenty-four years' growth or less should be excluded from felling, and twelve 'great trees' on every acre above twenty-four years' growth.

Hardison: I don't know what happened. I had 'em and then I just— Nate: Didn't anticipate the ragequit. Hardison: You know gamer terminology? Nate: I know the key to a good game is balancing boredom and frustration. Now the game — the puzzle's too easy, then the mark — the player — gets bored and walks away. The puzzle's too hard, then the player gets frustrated, and quits in a rage: ragequit.

Part, on the plain or in the air sublime, / Upon the wing or in swift race contend, / As at the Olympian games or Pythian fields; / Part curb their fiery steed, or shun the goal / With rapid wheel, or fronted brigads form : / As when, to warn proud cities, war appears / Waged in the trouble sky, and armies rush / To battle in the clouds; before each van / Prick forth the aery knights, and couch their spears / Till thickest legions close; with feats of arms / From either end of heaven the welkin burns.