“The Rakshasa," said Percy pedantically, "are a different breed altogether from our vampires. Much in the same way that poodles and dachshunds are different breeds of dog. Rakshasas are reviled in India. Their position as tax collectors is an attempts by the crown to integrate them in a more progressive and mundane manner."Rue said, "Oh, how logical. Because we all know ordaining someone as a tax collector is the surest way to get them accepted by society.”

“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.”