“Madame Olga began muttering something under her breath in gypsy to the effect of "Fucking debutantes, they do not understand the sacredness of the moment." But everyone in the room just thought this was part of her gypsy spirit chant.”

“Jasmine smirke at the weapon in my hand. "That little toothpick won't save you, Gypsy.""Touthpick?" Vic muttered in an indignant voice. “Did she just call me a bleeding toothpick? Kill her! Kill her now!”

“The gaja might despise the Romany, but no Rom ever forgot his dead. For him, roaming over the earth were not only the half million Gypsies who drew breath but also the countless Gypsies who had gone before, restless spirits still wandering through cities and deserts, still real.”

“Reilly is fine.”For a moment, his lids dropped low, and she could have sworn that he muttered under his breath something like, She sure is.But no doubt it was her new underwear making her hear things.”

“In our era, it is because poetry is no longer practiced that some people can rediscover it in argot, in which the part of poetry remains small. Metaphors are to argot what the image of the Gypsy is to the Gypsy”

“He's a gypsy killer. He has a special gypsy killing knife.”