In the glass burrow beneath their feet, the flames began to rise. First the flames, and then the screams

Stand aside, and try not to catch fire if I shed sparks of genius.

Quit being so hard on yourself. We are what we are; we love what we love. We don't need to justify it to anyone... not even to ourselves.

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

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

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.

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.