Walter Oberholzer

“peeked at his cards and said, ‘Ahhhh-ha,’ with a tone of interested pleasure. They were an astonishing constellation of crap; his worst hand yet.”
― Scott Lynch, Red Seas Under Red Skies

“The authorities of Tal Verrar, in a magnanimous gesture of hospitality, have decreed that no foreigner upon the Golden Steps may be pressed into slavery. As a result, there are few places west of Camorr where it is safer for strangers to drink their brains out and fall asleep in the gutters and gardens.”
― Scott Lynch, Red Seas Under Red Skies

“The softest rain was falling, little more than a warm wet kiss from the sky,”
― Scott Lynch, The Lies of Locke Lamora

“deny something to enough people and sooner or later it will grow a mystique as thick as fog.”
― Scott Lynch, Red Seas Under Red Skies