Wrath jammed a finger in V’s face. “Don’t follow me. We clear? You don’t follow me.” “You stupid fool,” V said with total exhaustion. “You’re the king. We all must follow you.

United by their clasped hands, they became again the two halves, the light and the dark. The Destroyer and the Savior. A whole.

Wellsie frowned. "I'd like you to stay away from him, okay? He's...not right in a lot of ways. Do you know what I mean?" Actually, John wasn't so sure about that. Yeah, the guy was enough to make you think fondly of the boogeyman sometimes, but clearly he wasn't all bad.

And I'm full aware of how much you don't like me at this moment" Can't be a new thing for you" Jim said

Yanking his inner manwhore back to the land of polite conversating, he forced his hands to stop

If you eliminate all possible explanations, then the impossible is the answer.

Life is such a glorious trauma, is it not?