I'm a very neat monster.
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Michael C. Hall
Michael Carlyle Hall (born February 1, 1971) is an American actor, known for his roles as Dexter Morgan, a serial killer and blood spatter analyst, in the Showtime TV Network series Dexter, and as David Fisher in the HBO drama series Six Feet Under. In 2010, Hall won a Golden Globe Award and a Screen Actors Guild Award for his role in Dexter. 2Early life Hall was born in Raleigh, North Carolina. His mother, Janice (née Styons) Hall, is a mental health counselor at Lees-McRae College, and his father, William Carlyle Hall, worked for IBM. Hall grew up an only child; his sister died in infancy before his birth. He has said of this: "There was a very one-on-one, immediate family relationship, my mom and I." His father died of prostate cancer in 1982, at the age of 39, when Hall was 11 years old. In a 2004 interview, Hall stated: "Certainly, for a young boy, there's no good age, but I think I was on the cusp of a time in my life where I was starting to reach puberty, to relate to my father. To have him.... Something gets frozen. As you revisit it for the rest of your life, it's sort of this slow but hopefully sure crawling—out of that frozen moment." Hall graduated from Ravenscroft School in Raleigh, in 1989, and from Earlham College, a liberal arts college in Richmond, Indiana, in 1993. He has said that he planned to become a lawyer but later admitted to never actually intending to go to law schoo
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.