Anyone who tells you size doesn't matter has been seeing too many small knives.

I laid my hand on top of theirs, and all I could think was, Is this how revolutions begin? Not with a proclamation or a riot, but with a few people in a room somewhere with their hands clasped and a purpose.

I feel that if you are blessed, or lucky enough, to be doing well, you should help others.

It would be nice if you’d stop almost killing me because you don’t want to screw other peo­ple.

I cannot do it. I cannot bear it. I cannot go back to what I was here. I cannot stand at her side and watch another take her. I am not that strong or that good.

I didn't want to understand. Bert had been thrilled that the police wanted to put me on retainer. He told me I would gain valuable experience working with the police. All I had gained so far was a wider variety of nightmares.

Is death such a high price to pay, when you will die anyway?