Magic Breaks (Kate Daniels, #7)

by Ilona Andrews

“The other day Andrea tried to explain to me that apparently I am supposed to have a new thing, an old thing, a blue thing, and something stolen.” “Borrowed, Kate,” Barabas murmured.

“And she runs like a rhino,” Derek added. “You can hear her a mile away.” Traitor. “I thought you had my back?” “I do,” Derek said. “The rhino running is nice. Makes it easy to keep track of you. If I ever lose you, I just have to listen and there you are.”

“Fortune favors the brave,” I told her. It also kills the stupid, but I decided to keep that fact to myself.

There is a good word for the kind of person you are—honorable. It might be old-fashioned, but it fits. I’m glad I have the privilege of knowing you.”

“The concepts of right or wrong are always consequential. It can’t be situational or it’s not right or wrong.”

Death is forever. Death is nothing. But to save a life, that’s everything. My mother understood this and now I finally did, too.

Life, it should mean something. A death is just a death. If you died there, what would your death mean? Nothing. You would stop nothing. You would change nothing.” She blew on her fingers and waved them at the road. “A bug under a shoe. But you lived. And now they live, too.”