I nodded with genuine synthetic sympathy.

That's why I liked him, I think. Another guy pretending to be human, just like me.

In its own way the kiss had been an act of murder.

Anybody can be charming if they don't mind faking it, saying all the stupid, obvious, nauseating things that a conscience keeps most people from saying. Happily, I don't have a conscience. I say them.

I'm quite sure more people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake all of it." --Dexter

I looked around the store and what I saw was not very encouraging. There were rows and rows of violent toys...aisle after aisle of training devices for recreational slaughter. No wonder our world was such a mean and violent place...if we teach children that killing is fun, can we really be surprised if now and then someone is smart enough to learn?

...being torn apart by far too many loyalties that could not possibly live together in the same brain.