I might be an assassin, but never let it be said I wasn't as gracious a hostess as the next gal.

All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.

I used to murder people for money, but these days it’s more of a survival technique.

Her touch was as soft as a snowflake falling onto my skin.

I wouldn't say hate, exactly. You're kind of like fungus, Gwen. After a while, you just start growing on people.

Did she just call me a bleeding toothpick? Kill her! Kill her now!

One by one, the others all nodded their heads again, as if we were talking about having a spring picnic instead of going up against the deadliest woman in Ashland and all of her men.

Always take the most unexpected route

That’s hard core, Gin,” Finn replied. “Very hard core. Kind of kinky too.” A grim smile tightened my lips. “That’s me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.

I’m going to untangle her deadly scheme, even if it leaves my love affair hanging by a thread.

I pulled the trigger twice, cutting off his protests, and Finn joined my lover on the floor.

The destiny of a man is determined by his daily action, God won't allow you go anywhere, if you don't make an attempt to move.

My grandmother got her law degree from Syracuse University in roughly 1911 and later co-founded with her husband an investment banking firm on Wall Street known as Lebenthal & Co.

Nobody can teach what is inside a person; it has to be discovered for oneself and a way must be found to express it.

And I endeavour to subdue circumstances to myself, and not myself to circumstances. [Lat., Et mihi res, non me rebus, subjungere conor.]

Old age means realizing you will never own all the dogs you wanted to.

To wait on God is to live a life of desire toward Him, delight in Him, dependence on Him, and devotedness to Him.

Falling in love is a completely transcendent experience. It's like eating pizza-flavored ice cream

Countless as the sands of sea are human passions, and not all of them are alike, and all of them, base and noble alike, are at first obedient to man and only later on become his terrible masters.

Music is neither old nor modern: it is either good or bad music, and the date at which it was written has no significance whatever.

It's what I was born for, isn't it? If I don't go, why am I alive?