I'm not going out of my way looking for devils; but I wouldn't step out of my path to let one go by.

My sister burns, and she does not burn for you.

She smiled at him. It was her special smile. Her please go away you piece of sub-proletarian turd smile.

We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.

Do you question my authority? I am the headmistress of Evernight!" It was Balthazar who answered her by casually slinging his crossbow back upon his shoulder so that it just happened to be aimed straight at Mrs. Bethany. He wasn't threatening her, exactly, but it was very clear that he wasn't going to back down. As she jerked upright in shock, Balthazar drawled, "School's out.

How did you get in here?' (...) 'How I got here isn't important, because I could do it twenty times again, each time a different way.