“He felt as though the bones of his ribcage were snapping beneath the weight of the stone that God had laid over his heart.”

“He felt as though the bones of his ribcage were snapping beneath the weight of the stone that God had laid over his heart.”

“We all leave behind bits of loose thread. Old operations, old enemies. They pull at you, like memories of old lovers.”

“He felt as though the bones of his ribcage were snapping beneath the weight of the stone that God had laid over his heart.”

“Perhaps the Allies will engage in some trickery. A diversionary landing, perhaps as you yourself have suggested, my Fuhrer. But the real strike will come here. At Calais.”

“Why, we're simply going to create an army of a million men. Conjure it up, I'm afraid, completely out of thin air.”

“Jews don't camp...The last time the Jews went camping, they spent forty years wandering in the desert.”

“After more than five years, some agents might be tempted to become complacent. Catherine would never become complacent. It was one of the reasons she survived when others had been arrested and hanged.”

“The further we are from the last disaster, the closer we are to the next.”

“Vicary had decided he wanted to contribute. He wanted to do something instead of watching the world through his well-guarded window.”

“So what are you planning to do with the rest of your life?Develop a drinking problem. More Scotch, please.”