“I mean to say, really, I am near to developing a neurosis - is there anyone around who doesn't want to study or kill me?"Floote raised a tentative hand."Ah, yes, thank you, Floote.""There is also Mrs Tunstell, madam," he offered hopefully, is if Ivy were some kind of consolation prize."I notice you don't mention my fair-weather husband.""I suspect, at this moment, madam, he probably wants to kill you."Alexia couldn't help smiling. "Good point.”

“Great, Alexia thought, I have gone from soul sucker to electrical ground. The epithets just get sweeter and sweeter.”

“He has been mad for you these many months, ever since you prodded him in the nether regions with a hedgehog.”

“After every unladylike action, there must be an equal and opposite reaction. Consider the necessary, analyze the consequences, clean up the mess.”

“Consider the necessary, analyze the consequences, clean up the mess.”

“We're a team like tea and milk, or cake and custard, or pork and apple.”

“Trust is a lot to ask of someone.”

“He might have lost his mind, but never his fashion sense.”

“Tonight I crash an airship. On purpose.”

“For you, it's gossip. For me, it's action.”

“We like the shadows. That's where all the power is.”