Nice bird, asshole!

“You're ten pints of crazy in a one-pint glass.”

“Advice," Doña Vorchenza chuckled. "Advice. The years play a sort of alchemical …”

“Someday, Locke Lamora,” he said, “someday, you’re going to fuck up so magnifice…”

“Hope is what we all build lives for ourselves upon, is it not?”