I helped you because you're new, and because when there's two people in a cell then there's only a fifty percent chance they'll take you.

Like I've said before, so many times before, I'm not a good person, I'm not a hero. I'm a criminal, a liar, a cheat, a killer. It was them or me and I wanted to live.

Nobody cares. You shouldn't either.

Something in my gut twisted so hard that it felt like I was being tickled by an invisible hand, and it took me a moment to realize what it was. Hope. It had been so long since I'd felt it that the sensation was like something living inside me, something wonderful waiting to break free, just like I was.

Don't need a degree in rocket science to do this job.

The human mind is a powerful thing in many ways, but in others it's endlessly fragile—it takes only a single moment of pure terror to tear a hole in it, like a finger through a cobweb, leaving you forever just a shadow, a half-person.

The world is an inferno. It will burn until every nation has fallen, until all who oppose us are dead, until people see the true light.