People no longer care about their civil liberties. They care about their standard of life. The modern world has outgrown notions like freedom. They’re content to follow.
A man grows with the greatness of his task.
We work in the dark to serve the light. We are Assassins.
Violence is a disease, like cancer. And, like cancer, we hope to control it one day.
The blood that flows through you is not your own. It belongs to the Creed.[to Callum]
Not everything deserves to live.
It is not to ourselves, but to the future, that we must give glory.[last lines]
Cal, I’m here to help you. And you’re here to help me.
Your blood is not your own, Cal. They found us. Live in the shadows.
