“Master is dark.”

“My belief is to achieve success in any scheme one has to make oneself master of that scheme, know it inside and out, know every detail.”

“We’re coming near to the end of the bridge, and the road is once more bathed in the neon light of the street lamps so his face is intermittently in the light and the dark. And it’s such a fitting metaphor. This man, whom I once thought of as a romantic hero, a brave shining white knight—or the dark knight, as he said. He’s not a hero; he’s a man with serious, deep emotional flaws, and he’s dragging me into the dark. Can I not guide him into the light?”

“Do you like being rich?”“Yes. Show me someone who doesn’t,” he says darkly.”

“I want you, and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul.”

“I'm in awe of you. I want you, and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul.”

“I am in awe of you. I want you, the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twisting in my dark soul.”