"What was that technique you were using on those bastards?" "An ancient form called kicking ass."

We're not blank slates. What we've done, what we've survived all go into us.

She doesn’t like you, McNab. “I knoooow. I find that really attractive in a woman.

When somebody walks out, it leaves a hole in you. Some people fill it up, the good and the bad, and get on that way. Some people leave it open, maybe long enough to heal, maybe too long, picking at it now and then so it doesn't heal all the way.

Some things in life are out of your control. You can make it a party or a tragedy.

It’s good to be with someone when you know you matter. Not assume,” she qualified, “but know. To be with someone, who even when you don’t think you want or need it, will stand up for you. Someone who sends you flowers and buys you magic wands. I’m not going to look around the corner for what’s next.

And yet, anything real, anything strong, was never easy. She'd been taught from an early age that the things that mattered most were the hardest to obtain.