You have to be a little bad to make history.

Dying well is easy,it only takes a moment of courage. It’s living well that I couldn’t do. What’s death compared to that.

Her nudity is her armor. It blinded the drooling fools. They couldn't see anything else while they saw her body.

The truth was, Azoth hated Azoth. Azoth was a coward, passive, weak, afraid, disloyal. Azoth had hesitated. Master Blint didn’t know it, but the poisons on the needle had killed Azoth. He was Kylar now, and Kylar would be everything Azoth hadn’t dared to be.

I don’t know how you’ve managed a tan,” Daydra said, “but you’ll have to keep it up, and talk like a pirate. If you want to work for Momma K, you’re going to be the Sethi pirate girl. You have a husband or a lover?” Kaldrosa hesitated. “Husband,” she admitted. “The last beating nearly killed him.” “If you do this, you’ll never get him back. A man can forgive a woman who leaves whoring for him, but he’ll never forgive one who goes whoring for him.” “It’s worth it,” Kaldrosa said. “To save his life, it’s worth it.

Remember that time you tried to hump the bridge?

My question is, do you believe in an evil possessed of its own purity? or does every act intend some good?