When you see the crooked Warden," said Locke, twisting something in his hands, "tell hi that Lock Lamora learns slowly, but he learns well. And when you see my friends, you tell them that there are more of you on the way.

We like what we like, we want what we want, and nobody needs to give us permission to feel that way!

To us — richer and cleverer than everyone else!

I can’t name the poison that’s killing your friend. But the one that’s killing you is called hope.

My name's Jean Tannen, and I'm the ambush.

Difficult" and "impossible" are cousins often mistaken for one another, with very little in common." (Locke Lamora to Requin)

Worst of all, the inner vault is guarded by a live dragon, attended by fifty naked women armed with poisoned spears, each of them sworn to die in Requin's service. All redheads. -You're just making that up, Jean.