Van Eck raised a brow. "How old are you, girl? Sixteen? Seventeen? Nations rise and fall. Markets are made and unmade. When power shifts, someone always suffers.

Greed is your god, Kaz."He almost laughed at that. "No, Inej. Greed bows to me. It is my servant and my lever.

The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true.

And what god do you serve, then?”“Whichever will grant me good fortune.” “I don’t think gods work that way.” “I don’t think I care.

Close your eyes!""You can't kiss me from down there, Wylan." "Just do it!

I need someone who can be invisible, who can become a ghost. Do you think you can do that?"I'm already a ghost, she thought. I died in the hold of a slaver ship."i think so.

Nina, you taught me to be something better. They could be taught, too.

They fear as I once feared you, ” he said. “As you once feared me. We are all someone’s monster, Nina

She knew she should say something profound, something beautiful in response. Instead, she spoke the truth. "If we make it out of here alive, I'm going to kiss you unconscious.

Survival wasn't nearly as hard as he'd thought once he left decency behind.

and the look they exchanged could have melted miles of northern ice.

Physically, mentally, emotionally -- it seems like every part of me is broken in one way or another.

Fear is the father of courage and the mother of safety.

The pay is good and I can walk to work.

There is no inevitability in history except as men make it.

It is not easy to make an effort and to remember all the little personalia of some one one has loved very much, and by whom one has been loved.

I started bowling when I was 14, my freshman year in high school.

You could change into a goat and it would still apply.

If you seek only easy problems to solve, then ultimately, there'll be nothing about you to distinguish yourself from others.

Stage work, that's all I have in my background. Wasteland was my first TV experience. Dawson's was my first long-term, I mean the entire season of 22 episodes.

I wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things that had passed between us.