You’re ten pints of crazy in a one-pint glass. — Scott Lynch

“I say again, impossible.”

“And I correct you again. Difficult. ‘Difficult’ and ‘impossible’ are cousins often mistaken for one another, with very little in common.”

By rights he was still outrunning his age, still ahead of most men nearing threescore years, but he knew deep in his heart that there would never be any way of running fast enough.

“Here's to charming losers, I suppose.“

“If only we knew where to find some.“