And then their voices stopped and their souls stood still and they ceased being who they had been. Because who they were had always been determined by him.

I look over to the other side of the road and watch Griggs as he walks. It’s a lazy walk but so full of confidence that you want to be standing behind him all the way.

We just have to learn to meet each other halfway okay?

You can know someone all your life, like your parents or family, but I’ll tell you this, Ned. There’s an expression on their face, or a tone in their voice, or a way they walk, that you’ve never ever seen before. Like they’ve kept it hidden. Until their brother dies. Or their son. I remember those days and they were like these strangers and I wanted to say, Who are you people?

It’s against the rules of humanity to believe there is nothing we can do.

Someone had to be blamed. Someone had to die. (...) What you can't understand, you destroy.

One of Sir Topher's rules was to never indulge in sentimentality, never return for what was left behind.