Quotes
The mind of a secret agent is a storehouse of inanity and platitudes.
What is the good of your police if to the common burglars and murderers it is less dangerous than their own superstitions?
The world is an admirable machine, I assure you, Agent Verloc.
Don't you know how easy it is to kill?
I need nothing. To my left there is a criminal police spy --a conspirator.
The great benefit of ingress into the profession of secret agent lies in the fact that one remains, as a rule, in complete ignorance of the general course of affairs.
There's no bottom in it --and I am holding on by a thread.
A single man in the midst of millions intent on evil.
There is no self-delusion more fatal than that which makes the conscience dreamy with the anodyne of lofty sentiments, while the body is left without relief to suffer the torture of the remorse.
All mankind is engaged in the task of discrediting one another's pursuits. What, then, can there be in the motives of men like myself?
