“I don't do my job to catch the bad guys. Why would I want to do that? No, I do my job to make order out of chaos.”

“In that tremendous flash of freedom, on my way to do The Thing for the first time, sanctioned by Almighty Harry, I receded, faded back into the scenery of my own dark self, whole the other me crouched and growled. I would do It at last, do what I had been created to do. And I did.”

“What do you want a clock for?” “To find out what time it is,” I said. “I think that’s the usual purpose.”

“And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.”

“That's why I liked him, I think. Another guy pretending to be human, just like me.”

“Of course I had. That's how I do it.”

“After a long moment I closed the freezer door. I wanted to lie down and press my cheek against the cool linoleum. Instead I reached out with my little finger and flipped the Barbie's head. It went thack thack against the door. I flipped it again. Thack thack. Whee. I had a new hobby.”