Best way to find the weakness of the enemy is to understand their ways.

Comfort zones are overrated. They make you lazy.

Because photos are testimony that someone did live. A reminder of past we may have loved or hated. A piece of our lives.

We spoke about our dreams and how we always felt safe in them, no matter how bad everthing else seemed. He told me it was one of the best days of his life and then he took out his gun. A .22 rifle. And he leaned forward and whispered, "Forgive me, Taylor Markham." Before I could ask how he knew my name and what I was to forgive him for he said, "Take care of my little girl." And then he told me to close my eyes. And I've been frightened to do just that ever since.

I'm not interested in those who do me wrong. There's not enough time in the day for them.

You were never able to break her. She is the stone of this kingdom.

Santangelo is irritated. "We're not suppose to be collaborating. It's supposed to be a war and you're supposed to stick to the boundaries." "We've seen you in your jocks," she reminds him. "Taylor and Griggs have pashed. You've broken into your father's police station for us. Don't you think the war has lost a bit of its tension?