We all want to belong. It’s a primal need.
To live one’s entire life without having a scotch or two is really not a life worth living.
This is the end. None of you are making it out of here. Not alive, anyway.
There’s always a need for violence.
A shark is supposed to stay beneath the water.
Your compassion makes you weak.
You have no life of your own… so you copy someone else’s.
You can’t count the ways I can get to you.
Where there was hurt, there’s comfort. Where there was dark, there’s light.
The truth is a tricky thing, Agent Hardy. You think it’s weapon you can aim at me, but it’s just as likely to blow up in your face.
Scars make us more interesting.
Salvation is ours through the redemption of others.