First there was darkness. Then came the Strangers.

You are probably wondering why I keep appearing in your memories, John. It is because I have inserted myself into them.

The only place home exists is in your head.

[While being hung upside-down by Mr. Book] Maybe you have finally found what you are looking for and it's going to bite you on your--

This one is still warm. What is it? The recollections of a great lover? A cataloge of conquests? We will soon find out. [A Stranger gives him two vials] You wouldn't appreciate that, would you, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is?

I know this is gonna sound crazy, but what if we never knew each other before now? What if the first time we ever met was last night in our apartment. And everything you remember, and everything I’m supposed to remember never really happened. Someone just wants us to think it did.

[to John Murdoch] I have become the monster you were intended to be.

Instincts are irrational, Mr. Wall. We must follow where they lead, yes?

There used to be a ferry when I was a boy, biggest thing you ever saw, lit up like a floating birthday cake.

It seems you have discovered your unpleasant nature.