“Your body is a temple. The question is, how many thousands of people do you want inside?”
“All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life—where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it.”
“That is the moral of this story, kids. No matter how many people try to stomp on your happiness, you have the power to do whatever you want with your life.”
“How many lives will you save if I’m in prison?” Beckett continued. “Hundreds? Thousands? Do it for the people I haven’t killed yet.”
“Your body is a temple respect it, and it will bless you”
“You possess other people's...bodies."He accepted that statement with a nod."Do you want to possess my body?""I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that's not one of them.”