24 Quotes About Isaac

Wrong, asshole. Your body makes you male. Your brain and your heart—big and strong as ever—they make you a man.

Are my words ever actually audible, or do they just echo in my head while people stare at me, waiting?

I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

I can’t seem to make myself care about anything to the right or left of the present.

I like how you remember things,’ I say. She looks at me. ‘Well, we have to. We have to remember everything. If we don’t, by the time we grow up it’ll be gone for ever.

But we don’t remember those lives. We can’t read our diaries.’ ‘It doesn’t matter. We are where we are, however we got here. What matters is where we go next.’ ‘But can we choose that?’ ‘I don’t know.’ ‘We’re Dead. Can we really choose anything?’ ‘Maybe. If we want to bad enough.

Why is that we, the Illuminati, are the only people on earth willing to expose the criminality that lies at the heart of Abrahamism? Why is this subject glossed over? What’s the point of having laws against murder and human sacrifice if religions sanction these things?

Augustus: "I can still dominate your blind ass at Counterinsurgence,"Isaac: "I'm pretty sure all asses are blind,

Augustus, perhaps you’d like to share your fears with the group.”“My fears?”“Yes.”“I fear oblivion,” he said without a moment’s pause. “I fear it like the proverbial blind man who’s afraid of the dark.”“Too soon,” Isaac said, cracking a smile.“Was that insensitive?” Augustus asked. “I can be pretty blind to other people’s feelings.