- Micah: [Referring to Ruth] If she did come, I would tell her that what cannot be forgotten can sometimes be forgiven.
- Micah: Asham. I've drunk deep of every wine from here to Petra, and I've had my full share of women. Yet I'm behaving like a beardless boy panting for the first forbidden fruit that he sees. A priestess who worships a painted graven image! But she's in my blood!
- Carmish: You're a stranger in Damascus. I can tell by your beard. And what each stranger hungers to see first is the Tinted Wall. Only a stone's throw away, the Tinted Wall! Let Carmish take you, for as Carmish is known to say, grab hold of the day - who knows if the night will ever come?
- Samarra: The women in the wheel are the pick of the market. Did you not notice how superb were the haunches of the Grecian woman and how the lips of the Egyptian parted when she looked at any man?