328 Quotes by Scott Lynch

What kind of knife is this?” Locke held a rounded buttering utensil up for Chains’ inspection. “It’s all wrong. You couldn’t kill anyone with this.

You've got that motherly concern in your eyes, Jean. I must look like I'm hammered as shit," said Locke."Actually you look like you were executed last week.

I'm not gong to kill you," said Locke I'm going to play a little game I like to call 'Scream in pain until you answer my fucking questions.

What thief does not fight to hold what he has?""One that has something better," said Locke.

It must be nice to be righteous; from where I stand it looks like fucking lunacy.

Jassaline's little potion seems to have brought up every meal I've had in the past five years." said Locke."Nothing left to spit up but my naked soul. Make sure it isn't floating around in one of those before you toss them, right?""I think I see it," Jean said. "Nasty, crooked little thing it is too; you're better off with it floating out to sea.

Jean," Locke gasped out during a brief lull between spasms of retching, "next time I conceive a plan like this, consider putting a hatchet in my skull.""Hardly efficacious." Jean swapped a full bucket for an empty one and gave Locke a friendly pat on the back. "Dulling my nice sharp blades on a skull as thick as yours...

...all apologies for getting most of your fortune buried under shit. I hope we can all still be friends.

If these things are alchemical," said Sofia, "I'd better be the one to have a look at them.""If it could be dangerous, I'm going as well," said Lorenzo."And me," said Conte"Great! We can all go! It'll be fun!" Locke waved his tied hands at the door. "But hurry it up, for fucks sake.