“To ugly ducklings everywhere,Don't worry about those fluffy yellow morons:They'll never get to be swans”

“To ugly ducklings everywhere,Don't worry about those fluffy yellow morons:They'll never get to be swans”

“I know what evil looks like under the surface. No matter how beautiful the exterior, how good the lies, I don’t fool myself, not any more. You carry a terrible burden that no one – not even me – can really understand. But that doesn’t change who you are, Frost. You’re a good person. And I love you.” “I wish…” My voice cracked. “I wish I could believe in that.” Luca brushed the dishevelled strands of hair away from my face again and looked into my eyes. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll keep saying it until you do.”

“No one knows me. Not anymore”

“I’ve learned a lot about love over these last months. And part of what I’ve learned is that you have to want someone for who they are, not who you want them to be. You have to love a real person, not some dream in your head.”

“I thought then that you were the bravest girl I’d ever met, and nothing that’s happened since has changed my mind.”

“Why does it hurt so much? Why does it have to hurt?”

“Trusting anyone can get you killed.”

“They say it's always darkest before the dawn and it was pitch black by the time I arrived at the Marriott. However I still had a few bullets left for my deadbeat uncle that tried to stab me in the back.”

“It is in reference to Pope Julius that Machiavelli moralizes on the resemblance between Fortune and women, and concludes that it is the bold rather than the cautious man that will win and hold them both.”

“The wish to acquire is in truth very natural and common, and men always do so when they can, and for this they will be praised not blamed; but when they cannot do so, yet wish to do so by any means, then there is folly and blame.”

“Men will not look at things as they really are, but as they wish them to be--and are ruined.”