It was better to know what people were really like than put your trust in someone who just wanted to hurt you in the end.

Since coming to Mythos, I'd almost been run through with a sword and mauled to death by a killer kitty cat. Dirty looks didn't faze me anymore.

I pulled the trigger twice, cutting off his protests, and Finn joined my lover on the floor.

Can you play the piano like Beethoven? Or sing like Carly Simon? Can you take fie pages' worth of quotes and turn them into a usable story ten minutes before deadline? I don't think so, unless you have more hidden talents I don't know about. We all have our special sills. They don't make us better or worse than each other. Just different

Finn did what he always did when confronted by an angry woman—he checked out her boobs.

I’m going to untangle her deadly scheme, even if it leaves my love affair hanging by a thread.

This is an Aston Martin, Gin.You don't run over dead bodies in an Aston Matin." "Tell that to James Bond