All due respect to Romeo and Juliet, but I don’t think love is sacrifice at all. Real love is when you let another person make you better. You don’t lose yourself in love—you find yourself there.

— William Ritter

But trust me, men are never worth it. Behind every great man is a woman who gave up on greatness and tied herself into an apron. Romance is for saps, Abbie. You’re sharp and you’ve got pluck. Don’t waste it.

— William Ritter

Give me some credit. You don't get far in my game with your eyes closed. I get it-who doesn't like a man in uniform? But trust me, men are never worth it. Behind every great man is a woman who gave up on greatness and tied herself into an apron. Romance is for saps, Abbie. You're sharp, and you've got pluck. Don't waste it.

— William Ritter

Hell of a sight. She let out a scream and just fell to pieces. Can't say I blame her. Like I said, this sort of thing is not for the female temperament." He directed that last sentiment at me, making eye contact for the first time." I dare say you're right, sir," I conceded, meeting his gaze. "Out of curiosity, though, is there someone whose temperament you do find suited to this sort of thing? I think I would be most unnerved to meet a man who found it pleasant.

— William Ritter

He paused, watching Charlie breathing slowly in and out for a moment. "Were it not for the assistance of your young 'monster,' here, you almost certainly would not have survived Swift's attack. Marlowe is a good man," Mackay added, thoughtfully, "but he only knows how to slay dragons. This world is full of dragons-slayers. What we need are a few people who aren't too proud to listen to a fish.

— William Ritter

I had heard of offices feeling like prisons, but in this case our prison felt, rather anticlimactically, like an office.

— William Ritter

I read the first few," said Mackay. "I've instructed my duck to just file the rest directly under P. I left it to him to decide if that was for politics or paranoia.

— William Ritter

I whispered across the bars to Mackay as I rose, "Shall I tell them the truth?"" Have you killed anyone?" he asked, quietly." No, of course not!"" Then I can't imagine why you shouldn't.

— William Ritter

Monsters are easy, Miss Rook. They're monsters. But a monster in a suit? That's basically just a wicked man, and a wicked man is a more dangerous thing by far.

— William Ritter

Names have power... And he kept the one I gave him. My dear, sweet Mackay. - Eleanor

— William Ritter