What is whiter than snow? he said. The truth, said Grania.What is the best colour? said Finn. The colour of childhood, said she.What is hotter than fire? The face of a hospitable man when he sees a stranger coming in, and the house empty.What has a taste more bitter than poison? The reproach of an enemy.What is best for a champion? His doings to be high, and his pride to be low.What is the best of jewels? A knife.What is sharper than a sword? The wit of a woman between two men.What is quicker than the wind? said Finn then. A woman’s mind, said Grania. And indeed she was telling no lie when she said that.
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And my desire, he said, is a desire that is as long as a year; but it is love given to an echo, the spending of grief on a wave, a lonely fight with a shadow, that is what my love and my desire have been to me.
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