“And the book... and the work.. and the life goes to the whole beginning... and trying to answer how in real did we met.(Mr.Nobody, No One Tell)”

“Probably, after all we could say that life is like Dexter... a code... and how good can you work with it?”

“My Message is already out, what has left is to go and to do your part of the work.”

“Sometimes criminals work and for cops and criminals have favourite cops... (Person of Interest)”

“So unsirious work... I behave nice because I want people to behave in the same way with me.”

“People to be stronger they must have taste from everywhere the stuff, what's the feeling your father to suicide, what's the feeling to see people to die from real nature or from disease(s). That's ...”

“Voicemail #1: Hi, Isabel Culpeper. I am lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling. I am mostly naked. I am thinking of your mother. Call me.Voicemail #2: The first minute and thirty seconds of Ive G...”

“Exactly!" said Deep Thought. "So once you do know what the question actually is, you'll know what the answer means.”

“Why is it that none of the things I construct ever make me feel safe? The answer lies in the fact that safety cant be created. It can only be found. And the only thing I've found thats never been c...”

“People want to kill rain and truth... if you kill it what does it left??? A naked world, am I right?”

“Everyone know is, soul does it or it doesn't exist it really doesn't matter. What does it matter is that you will die soon and you will be out of the Matrix!”

“One day you gonna find out that you can't shout... nobody does listens to you.”

“It' is for objects, not people.”

“People use what you want against you... without you knowing it.”

“Maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five rais...”