Rhett: The kinds of things that I was dreaming about— at that moment in time, as a five-year-old child—was things like this moment right here. Link:But we didn’t even meet until the next year. Rhett:No, but I had a sense. I felt like I was half of something […] And to see you come alongside and complete that is really…warms my heart.
“Where the artist would not fear the censor, where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality, where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well.”
“What makes something like me? I look at genes all day long and never do I see the blueprint of sin. I could blame the Germans, but in truth I did not find tormentors in the prison camp but kindred spirits. These children I brutalized have awoken something inside that for most is beautiful and natural…but in me is an abomination. My maternal instinct.”