SENTENCE STARTERS → THE LIES OF LOCKE LAMORA BY SCOTT LYNCH ( warning: copious amounts of swearing. )
❛ you lie like a floor tapestry. you’re more crooked than an acrobat’s spine. ❜
❛ i could really make something out of you, if i decided i could trust you. ❜
❛ someday, [name], someday, you’re going to fuck up so magnificently, so ambitiously, so overwhelmingly that the sky will light up and the moon will spin and the gods themselves will shit comets with glee. and i just hope i’m still around to see it. ❜
❛ now, now, don’t be hard on yourself. physically, you’re quite my match. it’s my scholarly gifts you lack. and my easy fearlessness. and my gift for men/women/people. ❜
❛ there’s no freedom quite like the freedom of being constantly underestimated. ❜
❛ you’re gifted with a preternatural talent for the vexation of others. ❜
❛ when the quality gets together to dine, it’s impolite to knock anybody off with anything but poison. ❜
❛ when you don’t know everything that you could know, it’s a fine time to shut your fucking noisemaker and be polite. ❜
❛ we toast absent friends who helped to bring us to where we are now. we do miss them. and we love them still. ❜
❛ what a stupid, reckless, idiotic, ridiculous damn thing to do! i haven’t the words to express my admiration. ❜
❛ you’re one-third bad intentions, one-third pure avarice, and one-eigth sawdust. what’s left, i’ll credit, must be brains. ❜
❛ hoist a glass or two in memory of us if we don’t come back, love. ❜
❛ dammit, [name], i’d jump in the bay and try to blackjack a shark if you wanted, really, but you’d have to tell me how big it was and how hungry it was first. savvy? ❜
❛ we’re so far in the clear it’s comical. ❜
❛ we’ll do what we always do — wait for an opening, take it, and fucking well win. ❜
❛ we miss [name] already, and we wish him/her/them well. ❜
❛ we have a new problem, fresh from the oven and hot as hell. ❜
❛ i’m harmless as a kitten. more so! kittens have claws and piss on things indiscriminately. ❜
❛ your calculations are off. this merits a triple fuckdamn, at least. ❜
❛ i’m not as reckless as i used to be. you know, when i was little. ❜
❛ next time i conceive a plan like this, consider planting a hatchet in my skull. ❜
❛ you’ve got that motherly concern in your eyes. i must look like i’m hammered as shit. ❜
❛ actually, you look like you were executed last week. ❜
❛ keep hitting. you just keep hitting. i can take it all day. you just keep…hitting me…until…[name] gets back! ❜
❛ i’m fit and i’m angry, and i’m obviously crazy. anything could happen. ❜
❛ it must be nice to be righteous ; from where i stand it looks like fucking lunacy. ❜
❛ the years play a sort of alchemical trick, transmuting one’s mutterings to a state of respectability. give advice at forty and you’re a nag. give it at seventy and you’re a sage. ❜
❛ you can’t help being young, but it’s past time that you stopped being stupid. ❜
❛ if reassurances could dull pain, no one would ever go to the trouble of pressing grapes. ❜
❛ i ache in places i didn’t previously realize i owned. ❜
❛ i’m going to put that fucker in the dirt as deeply as any man who’s ever been murdered, ever since the world began. ❜
❛ if you could slay him/her/them now, with little more strength in you than a half-drowned kitten, why, i’d put you in a basket and carry you to him/her/them myself. ❜
❛ i’d like your aid. and if i don’t get it, well, to hell with you. i’ll come out with what i need anyway. ❜
❛ it’s strange, how readily authority can be conjured with nothing but a bit of strutting jackassery. ❜
❛ the difference between honest and dishonest commerce is that when an honest man or woman of business ruins someone, they don’t have the courtesy to cut their throat to finish the affair. ❜
❛ i don’t have to fight or run. i changed the rules of the game. ❜
❛ it would be quicker and easier for you to simply dig your own grave and take your ease in it until your inevitable transition to a more quiet state of affairs! ❜
❛ i am the king/queen idiot of all the world’s fucking idiots. ❜
❛ promise me that if you ever find [name], you’ll— ❜
❛ every man and woman and child here tonight is only alive because i have a soft fucking heart. ❜
❛ [name]. my brother/sister/sibling and my friend. ❜
❛ quit sobbing, you damn baby. you must have at least a half beer glass of blood left somewhere in there. ❜
❛ if what you’re doing was larking about, corpses could get jobs as acrobats. ❜
❛ gods, i’m the one with his/her/their arm slashed open and his/her/their shoulder punched in, and you’re over there moping. enough! ❜
❛ you’re a greater friend than i ever could have imagined before i met you. ❜
❛ i owe you my life too many times over to count. ❜
❛ i would rather be dead myself than lose you. not just because you’re all i have left. ❜
