Assassination is an art, milord. And I am the city's most accomplished artist.

The intuition that had kept Kylar from Vi even from the first time she'd tried to seduce him at the Drake estate suddenly crystallized: You don't share your life with a woman's body, you share your life with a woman.

Put on some armor. Just remember what's armor and what's you, so when it's time to take it off, you can.

Remember that time you tried to hump the bridge?

A few months ago you assassinated a man who called himself a god; now you're going after a goddess in truth. Unless you can figure out a way to kill continents, after this you're going to have to retire.

You might want to think twice before you try to use a man's conscience against him. It may turn out he doesn't have one.

You’ll come with us,” she said. “Sure,” Gavin said. “It wasn’t a request.” “Yes it was,” Gavin said. “When you don’t have power to compel obedience, by definition you’re making a request.