People think that your soul or personality, whatever, leaves the body when you die. I swear, it just goes further in. It falls so far in and just becomes so small that it can’t control your body anymore. It’s just in there, dying forever.[to Frank Haleton]
I want to smell like a Roman centurion who’s coming across an old foe, who in battle once hurt him greatly. But since then, the Roman centurion has become emperor, and is now powerful beyond measure.
We can fight. But you will get tired, and I will get bored, and you don’t like it when I’m bored. If I kill you, they will just send me another one.[to Konstantin]
Never trust people on their looks. You can see scary people a mile away, it’s the good people you have to worry about.[to Gabriel]