And stupid. Brave and Stupid." Ravus smiled, but then his smile sagged. "But nothing can stop you from being terrible once you've learned how.

I know how to be the witness to her grief. I don't know how to be this kind of villain.

You don't have to protect these people, Cassel." I am these people.

I thought you were her knight, but you have become only her woodsman--taking little girls into the forest to cut out their hearts.

Carney is like a graveyard where everyone already owns their plots and has built houses on top of them.

I wonder if he really could rationalize what I did to him, really treat betrayal like the slight transgression of a recalcitrant business partner. I wonder if I hurt him. If he can rationalize what I did to him, it’s easy to imagine how he rationalized what he did to me.

This, the language of deception, we both understand. We were born to it, along with the curses.