Quotes from Scott Lynch

Painting, carving, rigging - you two will be rather busy.' 'Wow,' said Locke, 'that sounds like an absolutely grand way to spend the voyage.' It wasn't.

Money makes a man mirthful.

The more in control the mark thinks they are, the more easily the respond to real control.

Privileges of age, size, and ass-kissing. If you survive this conversation, you'll find that it's just the same in most of the big gangs.

I must look like hammered shit." "Actually, you look like you were executed last week.

Why are you always so averse to fiction, when we've made it our meal ticket?

anyone in command feigns ease when death is near. We do it for those around us, and we do it for ourselves. We do it because the sole alternative is to die cringing.

the familiar smells of a busy tavern at an hour closer to dawn than dinner. Sweat, scalded meat, puke, blood, smoke, and a dozen kinds of bad ale and wine: the bouquet of the civilized nightlife.

They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to each other.

Feeling human again?" said Locke. "this brew could make a dead eunuch piss lightnign" said Jean.

It's easy to prescribe remedies for our own weaknesses when they're comfortably ensconced in other people. What

Discretion is a pastime for other people.

Mew," the kitten retorted, locking gazes with him. It had the expression common to all kittens, that of a tyrant in the becoming. I was comfortable, and you dared to move, those jade eyes said. For that you must die. When it became apparent to the cat that its two or three pounds of mass were insufficient to break Locke's neck with one mighty snap, it put its paws on his shoulders and began sharing its drool-covered nose with his lips.

There was danger in her tone. "Am I really? Why should that be exceptional? A boy may be as disagreeable as he pleases, but when a girl refuses to crap sunshine on command the world mutters darkly about her moods.

Surely, your readings must have taught you that when men and women of arms have bled to secure a time of peace, the very people who most benefit from that peace are also the most likely to forget the bleeding.

You simply collapsed, sir. In layman's terms, your body revoked its permission for you to continue heaping abuse upon it.

Familiarity has a way of filing the sharp edges off our feelings for other people. You'll see.

deny something to enough people and sooner or later it will grow a mystique as thick as fog.

The years play a sort of alchemical trick, transmuting one's mutterings to a state of respectability. Give advice at forty and you're a nag. Give it at seventy and you're a sage.

It's things like this makes a ship seem like home. Help you forget what a load of tedious old shit life out here can be.

You can't, can you?" "Can't what?" "Can't tell me to get lost. Not to my face, not now that I've called you out. You don't really want me to go away." "I do not have to explain myself by your terms!" "Better cinch up that jacket, Sabetha, I think your conscience is showing.

Age has a way of exaggerating the physical traits of those who live to feel its strains; the

So that makes us robbers of robbers," said Bug, "who pretend to be robbers working for a robber of other robbers.

Everything personal is business with us." She brushed the dust from his cheek against her coat. "And all of our damned business is personal.