I'm a very neat monster.
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Dexter Morgan
Dexter Morgan is a fictional character and the antihero of a series of novels by Jeff Lindsay, including Darkly Dreaming Dexter (2004), Dearly Devoted Dexter (2005), Dexter in the Dark (2007), Dexter by Design (2009), Dexter Is Delicious (2010), Double Dexter (2011), Dexter's Final Cut (2013), and Dexter Is Dead (2015). In 2006, the first novel was adapted into the Showtime TV series Dexter and its companion web series Dexter: Early Cuts. The eighth and final novel in the series written by Lindsay was titled Dexter Is Dead, and released in July 2015, signifying the ending of the character. In the TV series, Dexter is a forensic blood spatter analyst who works for the fictitious Miami-Metro Police Department. In his spare time, he is a vigilante serial killer who targets other murderers who have evaded the justice system. He follows a code of ethics taught to him in childhood by his adoptive father, Harry, which he refers to as "The Code" or "The Code of Harry" and hinges on two principles: Dexter can only kill people after finding conclusive evidence that they are guilty of murder, and he must not get caught. Season one is largely based on the first novel, Darkly Dreaming Dexter (2004), but the following seasons veered away from the rest of the book series. In the television program, Dexter was played by Michael C. Hall, who won a Golden Globe Award for Best Actor in a Television Series or Drama in 2009. He was also portrayed as a youth by Devon Graye, Dominic Janes, and Maxwell Huckabee. 2Characterization 3Psychological profile Since childhood, Dexter Morgan has felt homicidal urges directed by an inner voice he calls "the Dark Passenger"; when that voice cannot be ignored, he "lets the Dark Passenger do the driving
People fake a lot of human interactions, but I feel like I fake them all, and I fake them very well.
My sister puts up a front so the world won't see how vulnerable she is. Me? I put up a front so the world won't see how vulnerable I'm not.
There are no secrets in life, just hidden truths that lie beneath the surface.
The worst thing about finally putting together a puzzle is finding there are missing pieces.
I see their pain. On some level I even understand their pain. I just can't feel their pain.
So, Miami is the haystack and the ice truck's the needle, right? Brother, I just found the fucking needle!
I can kill a man, dismember his body, and be home in time for Letterman. But knowing what to say when my girlfriend's feeling insecure...I'm totally lost.
The willful taking of life represents the ultimate disconnect from humanity. It leaves you an outsider, forever looking in, searching for company to keep.
Keeping my face pinched in sorrow for two hours straight's a real chore.
Most people have a hard time dealing with death, but I'm not most people. It's the grief that makes me uncomfortable. Not because I'm a killer. Really, I just don't understand all that emotion, which makes it tough to fake. In those cases, shades come in handy.
If I had a heart, it might be breaking right now.
All you can do is play along at life and hope that sometimes you get it right.
Everyone hides who they are at least some of the time. Sometimes you bury that part of yourself so deeply that you have to be reminded it's there at all. And sometimes you just want to forget who you are altogether.
I love Halloween. The one time of year when everyone wears a mask, not just me. People think it's fun to pretend you're a monster. Me, I spend my life pretending I'm not. Brother, friend, boyfriend: all part of my costume collection. Some people might call me a fraud. Let's see if it will fit. I…
Human bonds always lead to messy complications. Commitment. Sharing. Driving people to the airport.