Greed bows to me. It is my servant and my lever.

““No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for 'good luck.”

“We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary. That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.”

“people point guns at each other all the time in ketterdam. it’s basically a handshake.”