“I was young, and I was damaged, and I couldn’t imagine being not young, and not damaged.”

“This is the expat life: you never know when someone you see every day is going to disappear forever, instantly transmogrifying into a phantom. Before long you won’t be able to remember her last name, the color of her eyes, the grades that her children were in. You can’t imagine not seeing her tomorrow. You can’t imagine you yourself being one of those people, someone who one day just vanishes. But you are.”

“I thought you make your living as a thief.""No," he said. "That’s what I do for fun.”

“I don’t want you to explain. I want you to convince me I’m wrong. Or admit I’m right.”

“After all, she herself had done the very worst thing imaginable. And she was a good person. Wasn’t she?”

“You talking about computer weaknesses?""Yes. But also human weaknesses.""Meaning what?""Meaning the types of weaknesses that make humans let down their guard. Trust people they shouldn't trust.""You're talking about manipulating people.""Yes." Dexter and Lester were staring at each other. "I guess I am.”

“It would make a lot more sense if she had imagined this whole thing, her whole life. Now would just be now, attached to some other, more straightforward past.”