Re:no

“How very comforting. If reassurances could dull pain, nobody would ever go to the trouble of pressing”
― Scott Lynch, The Lies of Locke Lamora

“Sweat, scalded meat, puke, blood, smoke and a dozen kinds of bad ale and wine: the bouquet of civilized nightlife”
― Scott Lynch, Red Seas Under Red Skies

“Where the slanting forest eaves,
Shingled tight with greenest leaves,
Sweep the scented meadow-sedge,
Let us snoop along the edge;
Let us pry in hidden nooks,
Laden with our nature books,
Scaring birds with happy cries,
Chloroforming butterflies,
Rooting up each woodland plant,
Pinning beetle, fly, and ant,
So we may identify
What we've ruined, by-and-by.”
― Robert W. Chambers, In Search of the Unknown

“We may need to ready ourselves to repel boarders.” “With what? One stiletto and hurtful insinuations about their mothers?”
― Scott Lynch, Red Seas Under Red Skies