“And then as always, I saw the prayer coming at me. And, as always, Number 1 killed me! Set me on fire, cooked me to medium rare and then ate me!I really, really, really hope I haven't just given away the ending of this story.”
“Hope. An emotion that always kept suckering me in, time after time, despite my supposed retirement from the assassin business. Hope. The one thing that always seemed to get me into more trouble than just killing people for money ever had. Ah, hope. Sometimes, I really hated it.”
“Just you and me.""Really?""It's always just you and me, Alina.”
“I really, really like you, Sky. But if I don't stop now, your dad will kill me and that will be the end of a beautiful friendship.”
“What worries me is, what if this guy is really the one for me and I just haven't had enough therapy yet for me to be comfortable with having found him.”
“It's always me, isn't it? I'm not really a very nice person, but for some reason it's always me that they come to with their problems.”