Dead people can be our heroes because they can't disappoint us later; they only improve over time, as we forget more and more about them.

He looks like a man who has spent most of his life frowning.

We don't know what's happened out there since they put us in here, or how many generations have lived and died since they did.We could be the last people left.

Sometimes I just... want to see it again. Want to see you awake.

One choice can transform you!

He bends over to untie his shoes. “So, have you been ostracized from your little crowd of devotees?” “No,” I say automatically. Then I add, “Maybe. But they aren’t my devotees.” “Please. They’re like the Cult of Four.” I can’t help but laugh. “Jealous? Wish you had a Cult of Psychopaths to call your very own?

I like to think I'm helping them by hating them. I'm reminding them that they aren't God's gift to humankind.