It is a far greater thing that I do now, than I've ever done before.

To destroy the enemy it can be necessary to understand him.

The kitchen was bright, cheerful yellow, the walls decorated with framed chalk and pencil sketches Simon and Rebecca had done in grade school. Rebecca had some drawing talent, you could tell, but Simon's sketches of people all looked like parking meters with tufts of hair.

But you love her.” Will stared at him. “Of course I do,” he said finally. “I had come to think I would never love anyone, but I love her.

No' is a magical word," he told her. "Here's how it goes. You say, 'Simon, I have an insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help me carry it out?' And I say, "Why, no.

we are not here just because we have nowhere else; we need nowhere else, because we have the Institute, and those who are in it are our family.

He had become a monster. You just couldn't see it...because it wore the face of a friend.