“Man has always been drawn to the sea, but it’s an unnatural setting for us. A place of great danger. Tides, currents, waves, wind- each presenting their own hazards, none of which can be ignored. The slightest lapse in judgment could be a mistake you might never recover from. But a good sailor doesn’t fight against these elements. A good sailor works with them, using them to his advantage. While others less fortunate might be forever cast adrift, often in several pieces, he always comes home safely”

Doakes: That shit about your father… If you wanna talk about it…
Dexter: About what? That my life is one tragic mistake?
Doakes: We’ve all felt that at one time or another. I have.
Dexter: Did you happen to be stuffing a human leg into a garbage bag at that point?

Doakes: Sooner or later, you’ll hurt someone else. I’m talking about your sister or your girlfriend or even those kids.
Dexter: I would never…
Doakes: No, not on purpose, but you can’t control the shit that’s growing inside of you. It’s like cancer. And in case you haven’t noticed, it’s spreading.