“I for one like chaos. Chaos looks good on me.”
“Every decent con man knows that the simplest truth is more powerful than even the most elaborate lie.”
“Kat felt her heart beat faster, adrenaline pumping through her veins, and she knew he was right. She studied him for a long time. "Do you believe in curses, Hale?"
He looked at her. "I believe in you.”
“love is the biggest con of all”
“Hey anyone who thinks a non-military–grade rappelling cable can support the weight of two grown men and a miniature donkey deserves to fall off a cliff.”
“For a genius thief you really are a stupid girl aren't you?”
“You cannot con an honest man.”
“Don't let two men fall in love with you, girls. It's not the sort of thing that ends well."
-Uncle Charles”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to tail an eighty year-old woman Its hard. Really hard. Really...slow.
-Grabrielle”
“Fear is a weakness. It makes a person lose her nerve and her cool. It makes people jumpy and organizations nervous, and when that happens, there is always a chance to take advantage.”
“Angus looked at Hamish. "I hate it when Mom and Dad fight."
Hamish smoothed his brother's messy hair. "Me too.”
“I don't want tea, I want justice!”
“Um…” Simon started slowly “at the risk of stating the obvious I feel I have to point out that Interpol has the worldʼs best database of international criminals.”
“Thatʼs the idea ” Gabrielle said with a nod.
“And I feel compelled to remind you that weʼre international criminals ” he finished but Kat was already smiling.
“Donʼt worry Simon. Itʼs not like anyone in there knows it was a bunch of teenagers who robbed the
Henley.”
“...there was no such thing as curses. People make and break their own fortunes -they are the masters of their own fate.”
“I mean she's Cleopatra... shouldn't she and Antony have known better? They were so different..."
"Variety is the spice of life"
"And from a thousand miles apart"
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder”
“Oh you’re heist-drunk Kitty Kat. And you have been since the Henley.”
“Hey No one makes me do anything. Not my family. Not your family...not even you.”
“Talent Katerina is a dangerous thing”
“But that’s the thing Artie. What if Romani isn’t a man ” Amelia said leaning forward.
“Great. We’ll alert Scotland Yard and tell them they’re looking for a vampire. Or a werewolf. I’m assuming you’ve cross-referenced this with the lunar cycles.”
“What if it’s a name ” Amelia said undaunted. She spread the files across the desk. “A name that has been used by a lot of people for a very long time.”
“Excellent.” Her boss pushed the files aside and returned to his order and his lists and his life. “You cracked it. Great work. I’ll call the Henley right away and tell them Leonardo’s Angel Returning to Heaven was stolen by a name.”
“What are you looking at? Hale asked.
Why are you smiling? I worry when you smile.”
“Hamish smiled and rubbed his hands together. "Sure we can. What do you say? Pigs in a Blanket?" He leaned over the cool counter and raised his eyebrows at Gabrielle.
"The only way I'll get under a blanket with you is if both of us are on fire," she told him.”
“If it works, it works,' Kat told him.
'And if it doesn't?' he asked.
She looked at him. 'If it doesn't, then I've heard Monaco has the nicest prisons in all of Europe.'
'It does,' both Hamish and Angus said in unison.
And with that, it was decided.”
“Even the longest con was never more than an assortment of moments that were in themselves very very short.”
“You should always trust the instincts of children.”
“Kat looked down at her lemonade. 'Do you think he betrayed the love of his life...because of us?'
'She used the name Romani, Kat,' was Gabrielle's answer. 'And besides...' She let the words draw out. Her gaze went to the distance, and there was a sense of peace in the way she said, 'WE'RE the love of his life.' She raised her glass again. 'To family.”
“Our world is built on adrenaline and getting away with it. Different cities different names. Its a far simpler life to lead when there is one around to tell you when you are being stupid. Believe me dear cousin I know better than anyone.
- Gabrielle”
“I came back, Uncle Eddie. Last year, after the Henley, I could have gone to any school in the world -- I could have done anything, but I came back."
"You ran away, Katarina."
"And now I'm back."
"You're still running.”
“It seems you don't approve of the family business Katerina. Or of me. But these chances you take... These things you do... This is a dangerous life to live... alone.”
“Yes, of course. But ... how?"
Kat felt her crew around her: Hamish's arm hung around Simon's shoulders; Gabrielle's delicate hands draped through the arms of Angus and Nick. Kat's own hand found Hale's, then, fingers interlacing, palms pressing together so tightly that Kat knew nothing could come between them. Nothing. She looked at him. No one.
"It's easy," Kat said, "when you don't have to do it alone.”
“Might have a couple of kinks to work through," Hale admitted then reached for her hand. As soon as he touched her, Kat knew there was no such thing as curses. People make and break their own fortunes--they are the masters of their own fate. And right then Kat wouldn't have changed a thing.”
“Go litel bok, go, litel myn tragedye,
Ther God thi makere yet, er that he dye,
So sende myght to make in som comedye!
But litel book, no makyng thow n'envie,
But subgit be to alle poesye;
And kis the steppes where as thow seest pace
Virgile, Ovide, Omer, Lucan, and Stace.”
“My heart, to put it more simply, got nostalgic for the present. Always a bad sign.”
“But now . . . he was not yet at the age, like his father, when life shifts to past tense, when what is becomes what was and all the other verbs defining your existence go slumping into the preterite, crusted with apophonic alternations (I sing calcifying into I sang), and you can do nothing but marvel or wince at the irredeemable, irreversible arc of it—not yet. On this November night he was fifty-four years old. By no means, he told himself, was he beyond the future tense. But he could feel the past tense gaining on him, like the cold seeping into his back and dusting his face. He licked it off his lips and stood up. He had work to do.”
“They say time heals all wounds, but they fail to mention it’s a bitch of a journey.”
“Hamas, on the other hand, Islamized the Palestinian problem, making it a religious problem. And this problem could be resolved only with a religious solution, which meant that it could never be resolved because we believed that the land belonged to Allah. Period. End of discussion. Thus for Hamas, the ultimate problem was not Israel’s policies. It was the nation-state Israel’s very existence.”
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