Philip Sharpe was a soldier in God's army," says the minister. "Now he marches with the angels.

We are, largely, who we remember ourselves to be. That's why habits are so hard to break. If we know ourselves to be liars, we expect not to tell the truth. If we think of ourselves as honest, we try harder.

I thought you were her knight, but you have become only her woodsman--taking little girls into the forest to cut out their hearts.

Nobody ever really sees me the way I am, underneath everything. But she did. She does.

You don't have to protect these people, Cassel." I am these people.

Don't be drinking the Haterade.

I can’t help feeling a little bit competitive and a little bit disappointed in myself that I’m already so far behind. After all, Yulikova thinks Barron has a real future with the Bureau. She told me so. I told her that sociopaths are relentlessly charming. I think she figured I was joking.