“I drive him to school, then I break back into Barron's house. I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen.Then I go home and shave until my skin is as slick as any slickster's.”

“I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen.”

“I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.”

“The first boy I fell in love with didn't know I loved him, but he managed to break my heart anyway.”

“You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much.”

“It’s hard to look at Barron now, but I do. He’s smirking. His black hair and black suit make him into a shadow, as if I conjured some dark mirror of myself.”

“I can’t help feeling a little bit competitive and a little bit disappointed in myself that I’m already so far behind. After all, Yulikova thinks Barron has a real future with the Bureau. She told me so. I told her that sociopaths are relentlessly charming. I think she figured I was joking.”