The Dead Cat Tail Assassins Quotes

“The Dead Cat Tail Assassins are not cats.
Nor do they have tails.
But they are most assuredly dead.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“More worried about some stupid contract than being led around by the nose. Thought you were supposed to be some kind of bad bitches or something. Trifling.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“No memories. No past. No life.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“People deal with memories of trauma in odd ways”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“No rest for the dead I guess.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“Every story carries its own truths”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“You’ve used this before, then?” the girl asked. “On myself, yes. And cats. Regrettably, they won’t let me experiment on students.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“Fennis eyed her above his goblet, sipping wine. “What?” He indicated the retreating server. “Blinking. You forget that sometimes. It can be … off-putting.” “Oh,” Blinking. One of those habits you had to remember, when you were dead.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“I’m just saying … the city almost gets laid to waste by an army of mechanical giants, is left with a magical hazard that makes an entire district uninhabitable, and almost three hundred years later that near-death experience is turned into three nights of revelry.” “People deal with memories of trauma in odd ways,” Fennis replied.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“She did it for love. And it saved Tal Abisi. Now she’s the city’s patron saint.” “Love? More like caught between a conniving pirate and a megalomaniac.” Fennis gestured at her. “Yet here you are dressed as the Pirate Princess yourself.” Eveen tugged at the gold buttons of her jacket, pulling the white shirt beneath just past the cuffs. “I keep with the fashion.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“The girl read it and frowned. “The Dead Cat Tails? Those words don’t make any sense.” “I know right,” Eveen agreed. “Is it the whole cat that’s dead? Or just the tails?”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins

“I know! My contract is to kill her, not rescue her—but things got complicated!” “Wait, what?” The girl again. They both looked up to find dawning horror on her face. Eveen winced. “I didn’t whisper that?” “You didn’t whisper it!” the girl said. “You are bad at whispering,” Fennis agreed.”
― P. Djèlí Clark, The Dead Cat Tail Assassins