“You're gutless. It's how you were made. And that's not such a bad thing because your saving grace is that you've never lied to yourself about it. Not about that. Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes with prudence. But when a coward stops remembering who he is... God help him.”

“Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes with prudence. But when a coward stops remembering who he is... God help him.”

“That was a long time ago, but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.”

“It's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.”

“I became what I am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975. I remember the precise moment, crouching behind a crumbling mud wall, peeking into the alley near the frozen creek. That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years.”

“It's wrong to hurt even bad people. Because they don't know any better, and because bad people sometimes become good.”

“And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.”