CANON QUOTES
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horsepiss"Locke was a medium man in every respect— medium height, medium build, medium-dark hair cropped short above a face that was neither handsome nor memorable . He looked like a proper Therin, though perhaps a bit less olive and ruddy than Jean or Bug; in another light he might have passed for a very tan Vadran. His bright gray eyes alone had any sense of distinction; he was a man the gods might have shaped deliberately to be overlooked."
-The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 33 (kindle), pg. 47 (normal)
“I lost three brothers at your hands,” said Locke. “I almost lost four. You didn’t need to do it. When you thought you were finished with me, you tried to kill hundreds. Children, Luciano, children—born years after Barsavi murdered your parents. It must be nice to be righteous; from where I’m standing it looks like fucking lunacy.”
pg. 483 (kindle), pg. 697 (normal)
“My name,” said Locke Lamora, “is Lukas Fehrwight.”... “I am wearing clothes that will be full of sweat in several minutes. I am dumb enough to walk around Camorr without a blade of any sort. Also,” he said with a hint of ponderous regret, “I am entirely fictional.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 39 (kindle)
“Some day, Locke Lamora,” he said, “some day, you’re going to fuck up so magnificently, so ambitiously, so overwhelmingly that the sky will light up and the moons will spin and the gods themselves will shit comets with glee. And I just hope I’m still around to see it.”
“Oh please,” said Locke. “It’ll never happen.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 491 (kindle)
“I cut off his fingers to get him to talk, and when he'd confessed everything I wanted to hear, I had his fucking tongue cut out, and the stump cauterized."
Everyone in the room stared at him.
"I called him an asshole, too," said Locke. "He didn't like that.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 469 (kindle)
“I wonder, Jean. I really wonder. Is this what other people feel like when we’re through with them? After we get the goods and pull the vanish and there’s nothing they can do about it?”
The light from the hearthstone sank several stages further before Jean answered. “I thought we’d agreed long ago that they get what they deserve, Locke. Nothing more. This is a fantastically silly moment to start giving a shit.”
“Giving a shit?” Locke started, blinking as though he had just woken up. “No, don’t get me wrong . It’s just this sewn-up feeling. ‘No way out’ is for other people, not for the Gentlemen Bastards. I don’t like being trapped.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora p. 259 (Kindle)
“I've got kids that enjoy stealing. I've got kids that don't think about stealing one way or the other, and I've got kids that just tolerate stealing because they know they've got nothing else to do. But nobody--and I mean nobody--has ever been hungry for it like this boy. If he had a bloody gash across his throat and a physiker was trying to sew it up, Lamora would steal the needle and thread and die laughing. He... steals too much.”
-Thiefmaker about Locke as a child. Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 11 (kindle)
“Just one question, you arrogant fucking cocksnocker" said Locke, "I'll grant the Lamora part is easy to spot; the truth is, I didn't know about the apt translation when I took the name. I borrowed it from this old sausage dealer who was kind to me once, back in Catchfire before the plague. I just liked the way it sounded.
"But what the fuck" he said slowly, "ever gave you the idea that Locke was the first name I was actually born with?”
-While capturing the Falconer. Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 453 (kindle)
“So this is winning,” he said.
“It is,” replied Jean.
“It can go fuck itself,” said Locke.
-While floating away from Camorr, injured. Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 498 (kindle)
"A glass poured to air for the one who sits with us unseen; the patron and protector, the Crooked Warden, the Father of Necessary Pretexts.
Thanks for deep pockets poorly guarded.
Thanks for watchmen asleep at their posts.
Thanks for the city to nurture us and the night to hide us.
Thanks for friends to help us spend the loot.”
-grace said to the thirteenth, The Lies of Locke Lamora, pg 94
“He wasn’t training us for a calm and orderly world where we could pick and choose when we needed to be clever. He was training us for a situation that was fucked up on all sides. Well, we’re in it, and I say we’re equal to it. I don’t need to be reminded that we’re up to our heads in dark water. I just want you boys to remember that we’re the gods-damned sharks.”
-After being told to marry Nazca by Capa Barsavi. Lies of Locke Lamora, pg. 171
“You’re reckless, vain, and too clever by half,” she said. “You suffer from the delusion that your prevarications are charming. And you’re just as willing as Jerome is to die stupidly on behalf of a friend.”
-Red Seas Under Red Skies pg. 429 (kindle)
“But what you know is how to tell the whole world to fuck off. You would piss in Aza Guilla’s eye even if it got you a million years in hell, and after a million years you’d do it again."
-The Republic of Thieves pg. 379 (Kindle)
-The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 33 (kindle), pg. 47 (normal)
“I lost three brothers at your hands,” said Locke. “I almost lost four. You didn’t need to do it. When you thought you were finished with me, you tried to kill hundreds. Children, Luciano, children—born years after Barsavi murdered your parents. It must be nice to be righteous; from where I’m standing it looks like fucking lunacy.”
pg. 483 (kindle), pg. 697 (normal)
“My name,” said Locke Lamora, “is Lukas Fehrwight.”... “I am wearing clothes that will be full of sweat in several minutes. I am dumb enough to walk around Camorr without a blade of any sort. Also,” he said with a hint of ponderous regret, “I am entirely fictional.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 39 (kindle)
“Some day, Locke Lamora,” he said, “some day, you’re going to fuck up so magnificently, so ambitiously, so overwhelmingly that the sky will light up and the moons will spin and the gods themselves will shit comets with glee. And I just hope I’m still around to see it.”
“Oh please,” said Locke. “It’ll never happen.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 491 (kindle)
“I cut off his fingers to get him to talk, and when he'd confessed everything I wanted to hear, I had his fucking tongue cut out, and the stump cauterized."
Everyone in the room stared at him.
"I called him an asshole, too," said Locke. "He didn't like that.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 469 (kindle)
“I wonder, Jean. I really wonder. Is this what other people feel like when we’re through with them? After we get the goods and pull the vanish and there’s nothing they can do about it?”
The light from the hearthstone sank several stages further before Jean answered. “I thought we’d agreed long ago that they get what they deserve, Locke. Nothing more. This is a fantastically silly moment to start giving a shit.”
“Giving a shit?” Locke started, blinking as though he had just woken up. “No, don’t get me wrong . It’s just this sewn-up feeling. ‘No way out’ is for other people, not for the Gentlemen Bastards. I don’t like being trapped.”
The Lies of Locke Lamora p. 259 (Kindle)
“I've got kids that enjoy stealing. I've got kids that don't think about stealing one way or the other, and I've got kids that just tolerate stealing because they know they've got nothing else to do. But nobody--and I mean nobody--has ever been hungry for it like this boy. If he had a bloody gash across his throat and a physiker was trying to sew it up, Lamora would steal the needle and thread and die laughing. He... steals too much.”
-Thiefmaker about Locke as a child. Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 11 (kindle)
“Just one question, you arrogant fucking cocksnocker" said Locke, "I'll grant the Lamora part is easy to spot; the truth is, I didn't know about the apt translation when I took the name. I borrowed it from this old sausage dealer who was kind to me once, back in Catchfire before the plague. I just liked the way it sounded.
"But what the fuck" he said slowly, "ever gave you the idea that Locke was the first name I was actually born with?”
-While capturing the Falconer. Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 453 (kindle)
“So this is winning,” he said.
“It is,” replied Jean.
“It can go fuck itself,” said Locke.
-While floating away from Camorr, injured. Lies of Locke Lamora pg. 498 (kindle)
"A glass poured to air for the one who sits with us unseen; the patron and protector, the Crooked Warden, the Father of Necessary Pretexts.
Thanks for deep pockets poorly guarded.
Thanks for watchmen asleep at their posts.
Thanks for the city to nurture us and the night to hide us.
Thanks for friends to help us spend the loot.”
-grace said to the thirteenth, The Lies of Locke Lamora, pg 94
“He wasn’t training us for a calm and orderly world where we could pick and choose when we needed to be clever. He was training us for a situation that was fucked up on all sides. Well, we’re in it, and I say we’re equal to it. I don’t need to be reminded that we’re up to our heads in dark water. I just want you boys to remember that we’re the gods-damned sharks.”
-After being told to marry Nazca by Capa Barsavi. Lies of Locke Lamora, pg. 171
“You’re reckless, vain, and too clever by half,” she said. “You suffer from the delusion that your prevarications are charming. And you’re just as willing as Jerome is to die stupidly on behalf of a friend.”
-Red Seas Under Red Skies pg. 429 (kindle)
“But what you know is how to tell the whole world to fuck off. You would piss in Aza Guilla’s eye even if it got you a million years in hell, and after a million years you’d do it again."
-The Republic of Thieves pg. 379 (Kindle)
