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“Jesper: “If Pekka Rollins kills us all, I’m going to get Wylan’s ghost to teach my ghost how to play the flute just so that I can annoy the hell out of your ghost.â€�
Kaz: “I’ll just hire Matthias� ghost to kick your ghost’s ass.�
Matthias: “My ghost won’t associate with your ghost.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

“Get a message to the Crow Club,â€� she said. “Tell Kaz Brekker the queen of Ravka has a job for him.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“Kat," Hale groaned, then fell back onto the pillows.
"Funny, I didn't hear a doorbell."
"I let myself in; hope that's okay."
Hale smiled. "Or the alarm."
She stepped inside, tossed a pocket-size bag of tools onto the bed.
"You're due for an upgrade."
Hale propped himself against the antique headboard and squinted up at her.
"She returns." He crossed his arms across his bare chest. "You know, I could be naked in here.”
― Ally Carter, Heist Society

“Do you understand any of this?" he said, pointing to the lines and symbols that covered the massive screens.
"Some people understand the value of an education."
Hale stretched and crossed his legs, the settled his arm around Kat's shoulders.
"That's sweet, Kat. Maybe later I'll buy you a university. And an ice cream."
"I'd settle for the ice cream."
"Deal.”
― Ally Carter, Heist Society

“I didn't know there were this many math guys," Hale said as they stepped onto the crowded concourse.
Kat cleared her throat.
"And women," he added. "Math women.”
― Ally Carter, Heist Society

“You know" - Hale's breath was warm against Kat's ear in the chilly ballroom- "I don't know that both of us really have to be here...."
The slide changed. While hundreds of mathematicians waited with baited breath, the boy beside Kat whispered,
"I could go make some calls... check on some things..."
"Play some blackjack?"
"Well, when in Rome..."
"Rome is tomorrow, babe," Kat reminded him.
He nodded. "Right.”
― Ally Carter, Heist Society

“You know you're smarter than all of them, right?" Hale said flatly.
"In fact, if you wanted to PROVE it..."
He glanced at the blackjack tables.
Simon shook his head. "I don't count cards, Hale."
"Don't?" Hale smiled. "Or won't? You know, technically, it's not illegal."
"But it's frowned upon."
Sweat beaded at Simon's brow.
He sounded like someone had just suggested he swim after eating... run with scissors...
"It is SERIOUSLY frowned upon.”
― Ally Carter, Heist Society

“Oh you’re heist-drunk Kitty Kat. And you have been since the Henley.”
― Ally Carter, Uncommon Criminals

“Because you live to love and love to live/ And because of what your heardrum will give/ Now we might love to live and live to love.”
― Janet Goodfriend, For the Love of Art

“Loss was the hesitation in his voice when he spoke his mother tongue, the myths he did not know, a childhood that felt so vast and
alien from his parents' that he did not know how to cross it.”
― Grace D. Li, Portrait of a Thief

“It was hard not to watch Arthie Casimir. The way she worked and schemed, at times as still as stone, other times as restless as a bee. For the most part, Arthie obscured her femininity. She was, after all, a girl in a
man’s world, but it snuck through every once in a while. When she turned a certain way. When she lit up at Jin’s words or countered Matteo’s provocations or slid a glance at Laith. When the waves of her hair caught
the light, illuminating the copper of her skin and making her gaze come
alive with mischief.”
― Hafsah Faizal, A Tempest of Tea

“Ready?â€� she asked.
Nina clutched the rope. “To be lowered like a sack of flour into the heart of witchhunter power?�
“This was your idea. We can still turn around.�
“Do not second-guess the sack of flour. The sack of flour is wise beyond her years.�
Hanne rolled her eyes and braced her feet against the edge of the roof, and Nina stepped out into nothing. Hanne released a grunt, but the rope stayed steady. Slowly, she lowered Nina down.
The first two windows she tried were locked tight, but the third gave way and she wiggled inside, landing on the carpeted floor with a thud. She was in a stairway. For a moment, she couldn’t orient herself, but she descended another story, and soon she was at the door to Brum’s office. This time, she didn’t have a key. It had been too risky to steal it again, so she would have to pick the lock. It took an embarrassingly long time. She could almost hear Kaz laughing at her. Shut up, Brekker. Talk to me when you’ve done something about that terrible haircut. Maybe he had by now. She hoped so for Inej’s sake.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“Nice to be back, Kaz.

Good to have you back, Wraith.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“It had caught her eye the moment she’d walked in. She hadn’t once looked at it since.”
― James Wake, The Sapphire Shadow

“Shit, you shoot me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize.”
― Quentin Tarantino

“They say you can't cheat death, well that doesn't stop these guys from trying.”
― Michael P. Naughton, Deathryde: Rebel Without a Corpse

“My nose wrinkles at the reek of the trickle of data flowing to the device in his hands; no security system devised by man can withstand the relentless destructive pressure of boredom.”
― Greg Chivers, The Crying Machine

“Dreams heist is when someone who is talented, capable and skillful gives up on themselves, because they think things are too hard. Then they decide to do nothing with their lives, because they are afraid they will fail.”
― De philosopher DJ Kyos

“Kyou handed him a small USB drive, barely bigger than his thumbnail. “Wireless bridge. Plug it into the back of the camera and give me five minutes. We’ll be set.â€�
“You want me to bullshit my way through measuring for hardware for five minutes?�
Kyou patted him on the arm. “You’re charming. You’ll be fine.”
― A.J. Sherwood, How to Shield an Assassin

“In heist movies, there's always a montage of scenes where the caper crew rehearses for the big day. The greaser person practices maneuvering through a mock laser beam field made up of string. The driver races through obstacle courses, back alleys, and dark city streets. The hacker pounds on her keyboard, staring at screens full of code. The gadget person demonstrates all their clever toys. The key master practices opening a safe. The muscle finds a few security guards to knock unconscious and wrestles guard dogs to the ground. The inside person seduces or befriends the target and gets them to spill their secrets. And the leader organizes it all with the help of her second-in-command.
At least, that's the way it works in the movies. In real life, with a bunch of newbs who are scraping by with low-paying jobs, inflexible hours, difficult bosses, and a bunch of side gigs to make ends meet, just organizing a rehearsal heist was one hell of a task.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“Lucas took a tentative sip of his coffee. It tasted like an otter had pissed in a tea urn and it had been left to go stale over a prolonged period.”
― Adam Maxwell

“She knew all the ways of building up a mark's confidence. She knew how to feed them a little of the sweetest bait whether it was sex or money or power, whatever it was that they adored the most. You were really feeding them the delicious poison of their own egos. You had to let them have a taste of it, and you had to promise them more. You had to make them believe that it would all come true.”
― Stuart Stromin, Wild Cards: A novel by Stuart Stromin

“The hustler knew that all that people ever wanted in the world was what they could not have, and what they had already lost.”
― Stuart Stromin, Wild Cards: A novel by Stuart Stromin

“The tone of any day was set by three things: coffee, bacon, and a plan.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Midnight Heist

“Polished Knives was one of those dark, sultry places with enough glossy surfaces to convince almost anyone that blood hadn’t stained them.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Midnight Heist

“He's resourceful and very good with people. His job will be to form a connection with someone in the mansion so he can get inside and feed us information."
"I'll bet he's good with people," Emma muttered. "So long as the people have boobs, money, and utterly no taste."
"You remind me of someone I really cared about." Cristian gave her a smooth, guileless smile that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. "We should hang out. I've always enjoyed spending time with older women. You could teach me how to knit."
Emma's face turned three shades of fury. "Give me a pair of knitting needles and I'll shove them up your---”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“Bring binoculars, and make sure your phones are charged so we can take pictures."
"You'd get better images with a drone," Anil said. "I've just modded up my DJI Air 2S. It's got an operating time of around thirty minutes and the camera capabilities really make it shine. We'll be able to get close-up images while maintaining the fifty-foot distance from people required by law. It's not the best surveillance drone out there, but it was all Santa could afford this year."
"Looks like the heist is a go," I said into the silence. I wasn't sure if everyone was blown away by Anil's expertise or by his reference to the big man in the red suit, but whatever. We had a plan.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“That means three of the greatest thieves in the world are currently sitting on this private jet,â€� I said. “We’re not talking to the registrar. We’re breaking in. It would be a waste of talent otherwise.”
― Jonathan Moeller, Cloak of Masks

“Trying to rob people through violence was tricky because violence was like flipping a coin and seeing what happened â€� it might not go the way you thought it would. The best thefts were ones where the victim didn’t even realize anything was missing until you were far away.”
― Jonathan Moeller, Cloak of Dragonfire

“Putting together a heist crew is more art than science. Yes, you need people to do specific tasks, but you also need them to get along so they can work seamlessly together. It's like a well-oiled machine, each cog turning in perfect synchronization with the others.
At least, that's how it's supposed to work in theory. In reality, my crew was a mess. We were a group of misfits who had come together in a moment of desperation and pure financial need, and now we had three unwanted additions plus Simone, who didn't seem to appreciate the gravity of the situation. It was a recipe for disaster.”
― Sara Desai, 'Til Heist Do Us Part