“A brick could be used to represent my hero. My hero obviously doesn’t look like a brick, but since he is my hero I decided to represent him as more handsome and interesting than he really is. Who’s my hero? Any member of Congress.”
“You're my hero," he murmured.She grinned up at him. "What a coincidence. You're _my_ hero.”
“My hero’s hero is not necessarily my hero, unless my clone’s hero is my clone’s clone.”
“he was still my romantic hero and I was still his livingdream”
“Girls are 50% of the population. We deserve to represent 50% of the heroes.”
“And I know Blake had a bunch of fucking problems going on the night he was shot. But Mouse here made sure the hired guns were dead before they could hurt him. I don’t know if I get to call him a hero, if that’s allowed, because I’m a bad man, and he was my friend. But he was a hero to me.”