“And if we get caught, I will claim I made you go. At gunpoint. I am American. People will assume I'm armed.”

“Livia, I'm made of glass, but it only shows in the sun. I can't be caught in sunlight or everyone will know what I am.”

“For myself, I always assume that a lion is ferocious, and so I am never caught off my guard.”

“I should be a success and I'm not and other people- younger people- are. Younger people than me are on TV and getting their lives in order. I'm still a nobody. When am I going to not be a nobody?”

“Okay," I said. "I'm going to do something I know you both hate. I'm going to get direct. And I'm going to get direct answers from you, answers that convince me that you aren't trying to hide anything from me and aren't trying to mislead me. I know you both have to speak the truth. So give me simple, declarative answers, or I assume you're scheming and walk away right now."That made Lily press her lips together and fold her arms. Her gaze turned reproachful. Maeve rolled her eyes, casually gave me the finger, and said, "Wizards are such weasels.”

“Are you an American? No, I am not an American. I am the American.”