And, most of all, these women remembered what their mothers and grandmothers had learned from the Romans, the Byzantines, the Turks, and the Mongols: that history almost always repeats itself. And it is almost always written by men.
Maybe this means she believes me. Maybe she trusts me. Or maybe she Lila is just smart enough to know that, given enough rope, eventually, I am bound to hang myself.
Caroline knew what this really is... It is a fourteen-day celebration of a time when people like them killed people like me. – Princess Ann.
Hush, little princess, wait and see. No one’s gonna know that you are me.
I have never been one to fall when I can jump.
Not knowing what the W’s stood for had become a constant reminder to Kat that, in life, there are things that can be given but never stolen.
There are few problems a Gallagher Girl can face that cannot be improved by a job. A task. A target.
A good thief is always a great liar. It’s part of the skill set, the tools, the craft. And at that moment, Kat thought it was probably a very good thing she’d walked away from the life, because when she said, “No,” Hale just smiled wider.
I get it, even if Jamie can’t put it into words. There are some books you can never get rid of, even if you don’t like the ending.
But what’s going to haunt me more in the future- memories or regrets? I honestly do not know.
And that why your mother came to this room... she told me that sometimes it takes a thief to catch a thief.
We haven’t actually laid eyes on Lila yet, but I can hear her moving around in the room next door, noisy but unseen. Like a very entitled, very tortured poltergeist. I’m half afraid she’ll float through the wall at any minute.
We are students of a twelve-year-old ninja. And we have a lot to learn.
Who is that?” Macey asked. “The reason I wasn’t flirting with you,” Hale told her.
You know Macey McHenry. And you love her – there’s someone you love in there. Well” – Kat drew a breath – “you’re not the only one.
Macey leveled him with a glare. “My school offers a self-defense class. A good one.
The embassy is not haunted. But I am.
I am my own worst enemy. But if there were to be a second place, it would go to this girl.
Eddie had a strict “Do Not Disturb Unless Someone Is Bleeding” policy.
Kat stood there looking at the very boys who had stolen the first tooth she had ever lost and tried to ransom it to the tooth fairy; the two young men who had once stolen a Tyrannosaurus rex from the Museum of Natural History – one bone at a time.
Hi again, Gallagher Girl.