“That fool of a fairy Lucinda did not intend to lay a curse on me. She meant to bestow a gift. When I cried inconsolably through my first hour of life, my tears were her inspiration. Shaking her head sympathetically at Mother, the fairy touched my nose. "My gift is obedience. Ella will always be obedient. Now stop crying, child." I stopped.”
“Very hard for a deaf man. Very hard for a black man. Must fight all the time. No rest. Never. Sad.” My father didn’t sign another word. He just stared into the eyes of the subway riders looking at him, until they sheepishly broke off eye contact —every last one of them."
"Smalls and the rest of the crew were taking a big risk... No person had ever done this before. They would pass by armed forts, where soldiers were on alert. They would risk their lives, all for the chance to be free."
“You'd be surprised what people will believe. Usually, the bigger and the more improbable the lie, the more willing they are to believe it.”
"When the going gets tough, the tough get going!"
“Would you trust him with your life, Halt?" Gilan interrupted, and Halt looked up at him. "Yes," he said quietly. Gilan patted his shoulder once more. "Then trust him with his own," he said simply.”
"The lady opened the cage door to let the little corgi out. It ran to Jaime, jumping up on him and knocking him over. She licked his face as they rolled on the floor, giggling like they were best friends."
“How can you stay so calm?" "It helps if you're terrified.”
“So this was about you saving somebody, huh? Yeah, well, let me ask you something, Super Hero... Who’s gonna save you?”
“'Mechanica. I was surprised by how fond I'd become of the name. It has a certain cadence, a clicking rhythm that reminded me of gears turning. I wondered when I'd come to like it so. ”