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I’ve forgiven you, Sam. Perhaps others will, too. You’re not that man anymore. You’ve become so much more. —Anson
Porter claimed they had been injected with some variation of the SARS virus.
Ahora mismo, suena a conspiración.
“They’re all killers—his mother, his father, and Bishop, and I think all three of them are here in Chicago, right now. The three of them are finishing something that started years ago, something that began way back in Bishop’s childhood.
“Enough. I don’t want to know what’s in your head. Not now, not ever.” “I’m just trying to lighten the mood.” “I know.” “I don’t want to die here.” “I know.” “We can’t leave the building, and I’m getting stir-crazy.” “I know.”
The feeling...
“Self-deprecating humor,” Poole replied. “I know you’re a smart guy. You’re good at your job. Putting yourself down is counterproductive. It takes you down a notch in the eyes of those around you. You’re better than that.”
The less people see you, the freer you become. Only the dead know true freedom.”
When we’re near someone who is ill, our bodies become defensive. Those defenses can manufacture symptoms that mimic the perceived illness, and our minds are trained to fear those symptoms which perpetuates the problem.”
“Forget your eyes—sight is a deceitful mistress—it’s only when you trust your other senses equally that you truly learn to see.”
The people we are in public aren’t the people we are behind closed doors.
“‘Because I could not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me. The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.’” I paused for a second. “Why is ‘Death’ capitalized?” “She’s saying two different things here with one phrase. She’s implying Death is a person or an entity who is waiting for her, and she’s also saying that she has no control over when she’s going to die. She can try to avoid death, but he’ll stop for her anyway. She can’t avoid it, or him, any more than the rest of us can. Death comes for us whether we want him to or not. There’s no hiding.”
“We’re all 4MK, Brian. Remember that.”
can a serial killer be made? Is it possible for a good person to be shaped into a sociopath simply because of the environment in which they grew up?
