From Hell's Heart Quotes

“You could try being nicer.” “I could. I sometimes do, but it doesn’t work.” I laughed. “Being half thoasa and with a mother like mine, it’s a miracle I’m as nice as I am.” I gave her a toothsome grin, which despite her best efforts, she responded to in kind.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“How old are you, Samura?” She pursed her thin lips and glared at me. “It’s Sakura. I’m nine.” “Well, if you want to see ten, I suggest you stop fucking around and stay in here.” Tears began to roll. “I hate you.” “I’m not over-fond of me either, but what can you do, eh?”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“Work? Scribbling and mucking around on a stage is hardly in the same league as collecting night soil or fishing bodies out of the river.” “Great art is the mark of civilization.” “I thought that was a working sewerage system and clean drinking water but have it your way.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“This was my first sight of the Master of the Empire. They say don’t judge a book by its cover, but that’s bullshit. We always judge a book by its cover and judging by the sorry specimen prancing up the aisle, this was a slender volume lacking in gravitas and any meaningful content.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“A pair of bridges decorated with broken keys, old gallows ropes, and rusted knives stitched the two halves of the hall together, because even thieves and murderers like dry feet and heavy-handed symbolism.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“Caught up in melodramatic euphoria, some of the rowdier members of the crowd tried to climb the stage in an attempt to touch their ephemeral greatness; to stand amongst the greasepaint gods.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“You see these?” I gestured to the handcannon. “Any fool can use ‘em.” “Are you going to use them?” “I do hope so.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“You shouldn’t call people names, it’s unkind.” “And?” “We should be kind.” “Oh, aye? Tell me, if we should be kind, where are the statues dedicated to the kindest people? How many great games are held where the kindest in the land gather to outdo each other at being nice?”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“Too drunk to hide his thoughts, Hammerhand side-mouthed, “I’ve got my eye on you.” I stepped down from the wagon. “Kiss my arse.” “What did you say?” I snorted. “I said, I hope you’re eyesight’s better than your hearing.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“How old are you, Samura?” She pursed her thin lips and glared at me. “It’s Sakura. I’m nine.” “Well, if you want to see ten, I suggest you stop fucking around and stay in here.” Tears began to roll. “I hate you.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart

“Ah, we’re here. Try to look less conspicuous. You stand out like a dick in a nunnery.” “You’re really starting to annoy me.” “Only starting? I must be losing my touch. It’s down here. Watch your noggin.”
― K.T. Davies, From Hell's Heart