Author of quotes: If Bardugo. Page 5

- Merchants - the perfect Philly. They are rich and smart. This means that they are easy to cheat.
Why?
- Rich people like to believe that every penny earned by their labor, but they forget that it is also about luck. Smart always looking for loopholes. Way to beat the system.
- Then what the fil to cheat hardest?
The strongest Philly is honest. Fortunately, we are almost not found.

I put knives, bullets and a countless number of blows, all for the sake of a small piece of this city. It is a city for which I bled. And if Gatterdam has taught me anything, it's that you can always shed a little bit more.

If you can't win, change the game.

When one plan fails, you need to come up with a new one. When you're cornered, you're poking a hole in the roof.

- You should focus on work, but instead you were too busy smoldering resentment.
That's where you're wrong. I don't hold grudges. I'm rocking it. To patronize. Feed her the choicest meat and sent to the best schools. I cherish their grievances.

You are not weak because they can not read. But because they are afraid that people will see your weakness. Do you let shame decide for you who you are.

- And the champagne will be?
- I'll be there and I was no less scintillating.

- You're light as a feather.
I don't want to see the bird, which dropped this feather.

- Meeting you has been an unmitigated disaster. But every day I thank de joël for this catastrophe. I needed a cataclysm to shake myself from the life I knew. You were an earthquake, the collapse in the mountains.
- I am a delicate flower.
- You're not a flower you each inflorescence in the woods that bloom at the same time. You're a tsunami. You're having a panic attack. You stagger.

My mother - Gatterdam who gave birth to me in the Harbor. And the father benefit, and every day I admire him.

- Come on, stupid overgrown... and do not forget that I'm your sister, so that is enough for me to stare.
- How so?
If I'm made of ice cream.
I don't like ice cream.
Mathias, I'm afraid, after such a confession, we can't be friends anymore.

Caution is guaranteed survival.

I would come for you. And if I couldn't go, that would be crawled, and no matter how broken we may be, we would have fought their way to freedom together with sharp daggers and red-hot guns. Because that's what we do. We will never stop fighting.

In the dark things always seem more interesting.