“We're all hangmen.”

“But thus I counsel you, my friends: Mistrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful. They are people of a low sort and stock; the hangmen and the bloodhound look out of their faces. Mistrust all who talk much of their justice! Verily, their souls lack more than honey. And when they call themselves the good and the just, do not forget that they would be pharisees, if only they had—power.”

“We're all prostitutes sir we're all selling ourselves for something”

“We're all from the past and we're all from the future, depending on the point of reference.”

“ We're all martyrs and we're all villains. That's the truth for everything, because it's all subjective. It's all relative.”

“We're all mad, the whole damned race. We're wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we're all mad and in solitary confinement.”