She didn't know how much she'd been hoping that he still loved her, until she felt how much it hurt to realize he didn't.

There’s something about her—Cassel, I have met many evil men and women in my life. I have made deals with them, drank with them. I have done things that I myself have difficulty reconciling—terrible things. But I have never known anyone like your mother. She is a person without limits—or if she has any, she hasn’t found them yet. She never needs to reconcile anything.

She can’t help it. She loves the con. I tell myself I’m not like her, but I have to admit I love it too.

Life's full of opportunities to make crappy decisions that feel good. And after the first one, the rest get a whole lot easier.

He let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood.

Crippled things are always more beautiful. It's the flaw that brings out beauty.

She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.