If you don't know what happened behind you, you've no idea of what is happening around you.

Did you have to sneak home like a thief in the night?

I think you’re always worried someone’s going to find out that you’re not the real deal and send you home—I don’t think there’s ever going to be a point where I’m feeling super secure and stable, but I’m really happy and excited with the way my career is going.

Once they notice you, Jason realized, they never completely close the file. You can never get back your anonymity. It is vital not to be noticed in the first place.

When nothing is for sure we remain alert, perennially on our toes. It is more exciting not to know which bush the rabbit is hiding behind that to behave as though we knew everything.

And if no one sees you, are you really there at all?

How do you know you're having fun if there's no one watching you have it?

Never can tell when you might come on somebody needs skinning.

If you were damned certain you weren’t looking for something, there was a very good chance you wouldn’t see it.

I lived altogether in nine different places while in hiding, because whenever something happened, either someone betrayed the place or something happened to someone who knew where I was, I had to move. The rule of the game was never assume that anybody, however honorable, would be able to stand up under torture. If Mr. X, who knew where I was, was caught for some reason, I should move.

When nothing is for sure, we remain alert, perennially on our toes. It is more exciting not to know which bush the rabbit is hiding behind than to behave as though we knew everything.

It is impossible for a man who secretly violates the terms of the agreement not to harm or be harmed to feel confident that he will remain undiscovered, even if he has already escaped ten thousand times; for until his death he is never sure that he will not be detected. (35)

When people are suspicious with you, you start being suspicious with them.

It was a new experience to walk across the city in tiny shorts and a half shirt… I often felt that I would be shot in the back with an arrow or gun, but this didn’t happen. The world wasn’t safer than I had thought; on the contrary, it was so dangerous that my practically naked self fit right in, like a car crash, it happened every day.