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“Jean," Locke gasped out during a brief lull between spasms of retching, "next time I conceive a plan like this, consider putting a hatchet in my skull."

"Hardly efficacious." Jean swapped a full bucket for an empty one and gave Locke a friendly pat on the back. "Dulling my nice sharp blades on a skull as thick as yours...”
― Scott Lynch, The Lies of Locke Lamora

“I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
― Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time

“... It's perfect! Locke would appreciate it."

"Bug," Calo said, "Locke is our brother and our love for him knows no bounds. But the four most fatal words in the Therin language are 'Locke would appreciate it.'"

"Rivalled only by 'Locke taught me a new trick,'" added Galo.

"The only person who gets away with Locke Lamora games ..."

"... is Locke ..."

"... because we think the gods are saving him up for a really big death. Something with knives and hot irons ..."

"... and fifty thousand cheering spectators.”
― Scott Lynch, The Lies of Locke Lamora

“Les pas que je fis après avoir laissé Oroshi aux rapaces, ma déambulation hagarde, écrasée de tristesse, au bord du plateau vide, et saturé de chrones, vide et saturé sans cesse, vide, sur plus de trois mille kilomètres de marche, jusqu'à l'étendue de glace crevassée, cisaillée de crivetz, qui marque de manière si caractéristique la limite de la bande de Contre, ces pas, je ne les ai dus qu'à moi.”
― Alain Damasio, La Horde du Contrevent