Safety is a fence, and fences are for sheep.

I'm here. You're safe now. It's okay to remember. They can never hurt you again.

Like is an emotion. Emotions”—he raised a hand, made a fist, clenched it tightly—“are like holding water. You open your hand, there’s nothing there. Better to be a weapon than a woman.

What are you" -Mac "I don't follow" -Jericho "You dropped 30 feet in that warehouse. You should have broken something. What are you?" -Mac "A man with a rope." -Jericho

The illusions it had woven for me had taken place only in my head. The battle had been invisible to the naked eye, but the hard ones are.

Being threatened seems to being out the worst in me.

Mom raised us to believe that every lie puts something out there in the world that's inevitably going to come back and bite you in the petunia.