“Blend in. don't make waves. Don't look up.' That was the mantra I lived by. But not today.”

“Sometimes, there aren't any good choices. Sometimes, making the right one is hard... It's funny, but when you think about it, we're all broken. That's what life does. It knocks you down and breaks you and you either get back up again, or you don't. You either do things on your terms, or you don't. You let the bad things win, or you don't.""You either let it break you, or you don't.”

“I'd spent my whole human life not making waves, hiding what I was, trying not to be noticed.Until now.”

“Don't think this means I'm giving up. There's more than one way to decapitate a hellhound, and as it so happens, I know them all.”

“This was our language: half-truths, obvious lies, accusations neither one of us would ever make. It was a system eery bit as complicated as Morse code or the dancing of bees. Don't ask, don't tell, stay civil.”

“You can't tell me I matter and then leave like I don't.”

“Second thoughts? About the Squad?"She nodded. "I'm starting to think the CIA is seriously deranged for letting us do this," I told her, "but that doesn't mean I don't want to do it." I paused. "Actually, the fact that we probably shouldn't be doing this kind of makes me want to do it more."Zee snorted. "Adrenaline junkie," she accused.”