We’re a different sort of thief here, Lamora. Deception and misdirection are our tools. We don’t believe in hard work when a false face and a good line of bullshit can do so much more.

They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to one another.

Any man can fart in a closed room and say that he commands the wind

The only constant in the soul of man is inconstancy; anything and everything else can pass out of fashion-even something as utilitarian as a hill stuffed full of corpses.

I suspect this is all gonna end in screaming and drowning

You're one third bad intentions,one third pure avarice,and one eighth sawdust.What's left,I'll credit,must be brains.

You simply collapsed, sir. In layman's terms, your body revoked its permission for you to continue heaping abuse upon it.