Nobody's going to hand you anything. You don't get what you don't go after.

Fitch is on his way. He's coming after he blows up some wizards.

Well, I believe she went in to rescue some Raggers from the pits,” Cuffs said. “She wasn’t all that specific.” “She went in to rescue — why would she do that?” Amon gripped the ironwork, studying the streetlord’s face. Was he lying? And if so, what was the purpose? “Guess she’s kind of taken with us,” Cuffs said. “You know, the glamor of the gang life and all. Getting beat up every other day, arrested for crimes you didn’t commit, long nights in gaol, sleeping in the cold and wet. It’s...seductive.” He raised an eyebrow.

There's something about a roof isn't there? It makes you feel like it doesn't matter what's going on below. All of those things that get in the way of your dreams - you're above them. Anything is possible.

The human mind had a remarkable ability both to discount what it sees and make reality conform to expectation.

Both Averill and Bayar were like actors speaking lines for their audience and not to each other.

You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.