People said that video games were bad because they made you numb to death, made you register entrails splattering across a screen as a sign of success. In that moment, Val thought that the real proble...
Mirroring behavior. When a mark takes a drink from his water glass, so should you. When he smiles, so should you. Keep it subtle, rather than creepy, and it’s a good technique.
Memory is slippery. It bends to our understanding of the world, twists to accommodate our prejudices. It is unreliable. Witnesses seldom remember the same things. They identify the wrong people. They...
Love is a noble cause. How can anything done in the service of a noble cause be wrong?
I love you, you see...and I fear I have no way to say or show it that isn't terrible, except coming here. I would kill everyone in the world for you, if you wanted.......Or not obviously
I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like DYING.
I don't lie, I lied.
I do not understand why he likes me, but it is exciting to be liked.
He had green eyes so clear and bright that they made you think of poisonous drinks or maybe mouthwash.
Every day that I don’t beg Cardan for forgiveness over a feud he started is a day I win. He can humiliate me, but every time he does and I don’t back down, he makes himself less powerful. After all, h...
Cardan’s eyebrows rise, but he has all the appearance of blissful unconcern. My lady, you flatter me. I had no idea you were interested.Her gaze is unflinching as she passes her gift to one of Cardan’...
You in trouble? Sam asks. The way he says it, I wonder if he’s thinking about how to get out of here if I am.
You don't have to protect these people, Cassel.I am these people.
You and your sister are very dear to each other. To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies.
Yesterday when we went over the plan again and again, I never thought about Grandad showing up. Because I'm an idiot, basically--an idiot with poor planning skills. Of course he's here. Where else wou...
What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong?
Vampires were fairy tales and magic. They were the wolf in the forest that ran ahead to grandmother’s house, the video game big boss who could be hunted without guilt, the monster that tempted you int...
They are twilight creatures, beings of dawn and dusk, of standing between one thing and another, of not quite and almost, of borderlands and shadows.
There’s nothing like a gunshot to make you the life of the party.
There was a young lady of NigerWho smiled as she rode on a tiger;They returned from a rideWith the Lady insideAnd the smile on the face of the tiger.