Quotes by Scott Lynch

Yes, said Locke.Yes, Master Ibelius. Im going to put that fucker in the dirt as deeply as any man whos ever been murdered, ever since the world began.

Its things like this makes a ship seem like home. Help you forget what a load of tedious old shit life out here can be.

A glass poured to air for the one who sits with us unseen; the patron and protector, the Crooked Warden, the Father of Necessary Pretexts. Thanks for deep pockets poorly guarded. Thanks for watchmen asleep at their posts. Thanks for the city to nurture us and the night to hide us. Thanks for friends to help us spend the loot.

To us — richer and cleverer than everyone else!

Didnt Chains tell you about the Golden Theological Principle?The what?The single congruent aspect of every known religion. The one shared, universal assumption about the human condition.What is it?He said that life boils down to standing in line to get shit dropped on your head. Everyones got a place in the queue, you cant get out of it, and just when you start to congratulate yourself on surviving your dose of shit, you discover that line is actually circular.

The more in control the mark thinks they are, the more easily the respond to real control.

He said that life boils down to standing in line to get shit dropped on your head. Everyones got a place in the queue, you cant get out of it, and just when you start to congratulate yourself on surviving your dose of shit, you discover that the line is actually circular.

You’ll pardon me,” he finally said, “if the suggestion that the minuscule black turnip you call a heart is suddenly overflowing with generosity toward me leaves me wanting to arm myself and put my back against a wall.

What thief does not fight to hold what he has?One that has something better - Locke Lamora to the Gray king

For Calo, Galdo, and Bug

Caldris led them over to a large covered basket that sat on the stones near the docked dinghy. He undid the cover, reached in and removed a live kitten. - Hello, you monstrous little necessity. - Mrrrrwwwwww, said the monstrous little necessity.

Can you imagine those poor bastards grappling their prey, leaping over the rails, swords in hand, screaming Your cats! Give us all your god-damned cats!

I’m done losing. Do you fucking hear me? I am done losing. Spare me your precious self-pity, because this isn’t a stage and I didn’t pay two coppers to cry my eyes out over anyone’s death speech. You don’t fucking get one, understand? I don’t care if you cough up buckets of blood. Buckets I can carry.

Gentlemen Bastards. hissed Locke, do not abandon one another, and we do not run when we owe vengeance.

It’s an old Camorri tradition for when a bunch of people are planning something stupid,” said Locke. “Actually, we have a lot of traditions for that. You’ll find out

To live the life the gods have given you, you must clutch wisely, then run. Run like the houds of hell on a sinners scent!

Am I making myself clear, Orrin? I dont regret how Ive lived these past few years. I move where I will. I set no appointments. I guard no borders. What landbound king has the freedom of a ships captain? The Sea of Brass provides. When I need haste, it gives me winds. When I need gold, it gives me galleons. Thieves prosper, thought Locke. The rich remember. He made his decision, and gripped the rail to avoid shaking.Only gods-damned fools die for lines drawn on maps, said Zamira. But nobody can draw lines around my ship. If they try, all I need to do to slip away is set more sail.

Sophara scrawled orders on a slate and handed it to one of the libationarians, whose encyclopedic knowledge of the contents and locations of all the bottles kept the bar running.

We’re a different sort of thief here, Lamora. Deception and misdirection are our tools. We don’t believe in hard work when a false face and a good line of bullshit can do so much more.

I think piracy is a bit like drinking. You want to stay out all night doing it, you pay the price the next day.