You'd think a sociopath assassin wouldn't have a fan following but he does

the pain of that first lost was still raw. You could deal with it, endure it, but never escape it.

You take insult where none is intended, but if you will find insult where none is meant, then perhaps I should try harder to insult on purpose.

Therapy can get you only so far with exorcising your childhood nightmares; after that it's willpower, and you, and people you can trust to hold your hand along the way.

You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward." He smiled. "I don't lie to you." "Really," I said. The smile became a grin. "Okay, not most of the time, anymore." His face sobered. "I'm not lying now.

I wasn't afraid of him anymore, because I could smell his fear. You never had to be afraid of anything that was afraid of you.

You awful hard to kill, Anita.' 'There's a first time, Luther, and that's all it takes.