Nothing like fear to wash your mind clean.

Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.

Nothing is more appealing than a handsome man who is also uncertain of himself.

Nothing like fear to wash your mind clean.

Fear will bind you closer than love, or hate, and it works a hell of a lot quicker.

"I was just offered a contract on your life, for enough money to make it worth my while." It was my turn to be quiet. "Did you take it?" "Would I be calling you if I had?" "Maybe," I said. He laughed. "True, but I'm not going to take it." "Why not?" "Friendship." "Try again," I said. "I figure I'll get to kill more people guarding you. If I take the contract, I only get to kill you." "Comforting."

Twenty-three stories up and all I could see out the windows was grey smog. They could call it the City of the Angels if they wanted to, but if there were angels out there, they had to be flying blind.