You know, Mr. Webb, you have two commands you use with irritating frequency. 'Move' and 'Let's go.
You're on your own now. You are not helpless. You will find your way.
Learn always but never appear to be learning.
...Summer nights held a special kind of loneliness that gave rise to strange imaginings. One walked the beach alone and thought too much.
There'll come a moment when you think you can make it, and you'll try.
Well, let me tell you, gentlemen, the games of the devil are not restricted to those confined to hell. Others can play them.