And so as much as I can, I care about her, dear Deborah. It's probably not love, but I would rather she were happy.

The key to a happy life is to have accomplishments to be proud of and purpose to look forward to, and at the moment I had both. How wonderful it was to be me.

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

But of course, there's no rest for the wicked, which I certainly am; as I said, no rest for the wicked.

Stop the nurse like the monkey.

She really did like me, the idiot.

I had killed our careful relationship by driving my tongue through its heart and pushing it off a cliff.