“If you don't want to be a victim, don't act like one.”

“I don't want tea, I want justice!”

“That's good; don't deny it. Denying the undeniable just makes you sound like a fool as well as a liar. In this profession, you can be one- sometimes the other. But never both.”

“You look disappointed to see me, Zach," Macey teased. "Don't you like my jacket?”

“I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.”

“Or maybe crying is like everything else we do- it's best if you don't get caught.”

“You know you're smarter than all of them, right?" Hale said flatly."In fact, if you wanted to PROVE it..."He glanced at the blackjack tables.Simon shook his head. "I don't count cards, Hale.""Don't?" Hale smiled. "Or won't? You know, technically, it's not illegal.""But it's frowned upon."Sweat beaded at Simon's brow. He sounded like someone had just suggested he swim after eating... run with scissors... "It is SERIOUSLY frowned upon.”