Illustrations of my favourite books in Dishonored.
Fulton Goats and Phantom Cigars
Hunters once prowled the wilderness and wastelands, taking big risks for even bigger rewards. You’re no outlaw—at least, not anymore—but making your own luck has always meant bending the rules. Your unique brand of daring and ingenuity is needed now more than ever.
Father, thank you for the gathering of friends. Father, we give thanks for all the choices we’ve made because that’s what makes us who we are. Let us forever cherish the loved ones we’ve lost along the way. Thank you for the little angel, the newest addition to our family, thank you for bringing Letty home, and most of all, thank you for fast cars.
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
favorite shows of all time | prison break
I’d like to uh, talk about John Wilkes Booth for a moment here if I could. Abraham Lincoln’s killer. Twelve days, that’s how long it took to find him. In his journal he wrote that the shadow was his friend, the night his domain. He acknowledged that whatever neurosis drove the criminal to commit the original crime is compounded, magnified, by flight. By the sounds of dogs at his heels. Fortunately for us, while our quarry has night and shade as their ally, we have something far greater: television. I would encourage everyone who is watching, everyone in this country to take a good look at these faces. These men right here are now the eight most-wanted men in America.