“Who are you and how did you get in here?" "I'm a locksmith. And, I'm a locksmith.”

“If I’ve learned one thing on my journey so far, it’s to take all of who I am and embrace it… All of it, and CELEBRATE it. It is so awesome when you can come to a place of personal discovery and discover the deepest parts of you and what makes you come alive. I have also learned that failure is a part of life. I have failed more than I have ever succeeded, but I think that is how life works. The more you fail, the more you will succeed. You will eventually get to your destination, or how I like to call it – that awareness of what you came here to be; to share your gifts with the world. Trust me, this world needs you…The authentic YOU. What a beautiful transformation that can be.”

“Her eyes scanned the dark skies. "Did it rain? Why are you all wet?""A nighttime bath.""Fully dressed?""I'm modest.”

“If you really think there's a Santa, why don't you sit on the front steps all night in the freezing cold and see if he climbs down any chimneys tonight. Good luck. And since we're a family that isn't lucky enough to have a chimney, how would Santa get into our house? Does he bring a locksmith with him? And it probably would have to be a Jewish locksmith, because a Christian locksmith is going to want to be home with his family. And how many Jewish locksmiths are there? None.”

“If I'm not with a butch everyone just assumes I'm straight. It's like I'm passing too, against my will. I'm sick of the world thinking I'm straight. I've worked hard to be discriminated against as a lesbian.”

“And you're the biggest coward," I hissed, then caught my breath in my throat as his blade cut deeper."Don't call me a coward," Tobias said, "I'm not!""Have you come here to kill me?" I asked. "Because I'll scream when you do and it'll wake up the princess and probably a whole lot of other people and you'll get into trouble.""You'll be dead.""Yes, but you'll be in trouble.”

“One of the pleasant things about you is that you're entirely predictable because you never learn. I've told you before, and I'm telling you again, that people who murder other people are dangerous to be around. You're charming, my dear, and sometimes you act like an awful fool. Someday it'll be you that doesn't wake up at the foot of some stone steps. Those are terms a first-grader ought to be able to understand--won't you see what you can make of them?”