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men who waded into waters claiming they could swim should not need a raft.
Take its music boxes. A complex but elegant design. So many parts, so much work, all to create a little tune.
It was a voice like a shadow in the woods at night. Quiet and dark and cold.
built like an afternoon shadow, tall and slim, while Rhy was built like a statue, and nearly as strong.
Lila Bard lived by a simple rule: if a thing was worth having, it was worth taking.
Lila knew there were no good parts. Only smart parts and stupid parts, and she was quick enough to know which one to play.
the thing about people, Kell had discovered, is that they didn’t really want to know. They thought they did, but knowing only made them miserable. Why fill up a mind with things you can’t use? Why dwell on places you can’t go?
A life worth having is a life worth taking.
“Hesitation is the death of advantage,”
“There’s Dull London, Kell London, Creepy London, and Dead London,
“Death comes for everyone,” she said simply. “I’m not afraid of dying. But I am afraid of dying here.” She swept her hand over the room, the tavern, the city. “I’d rather die on an adventure than live standing still.”
Battles may be fought from the outside in, but wars are won from the inside out.”
“I apologize for shooting you in the leg,” said Lila. “I was myself entirely.”
