The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone - Harriet Beecher Stowe

Rossi

Rossi: Is this how it's going to go - all my friends dying off? First Aaron, then Harrison...now Jason. Disease is one thing but...murder?
Hotch: I hadn't talked to him in years.
Rossi: Me neither. How does that happen? Back in the day, I would have bet my life that we'd always be close. But maybe we never were. You know, it could be that after all these years I just re-wrote our history.

Reid: I know I'm not being very rational, and I know I haven't seen him in a really long time, but I think about him all the time. And I knew he was always out there, and now it just feels empty.
Rossi: Yeah. The time will past and slowly you'll forget how much it hurts. Maybe you'll find something else to fill that empty space.
Reid: I won't find something else.

Unsub: You or it?
Josie: It.
Unsub: You're so whispery right now. Why so whispery?
Josie: I'm scared.
Unsub: You're scared. That's funny. Do I crack you or it?
Josie: It.
Unsub: It? I crack it? You're sure?
Josie: *crying* Yes.
Unsub: Ok if you say so. What did bird ever do to you? What did he do to you?
Josie: Nothing. He didn't hurt me.

Unsub: You can lock me up - I still win. I got my girls. And I killed Jason Gideon.
Rossi: You're right. You'd be a big deal in prison for killing a federal agent. A legend if you killed two.

Young Rossi: Look. The trail is dead. The Bureau isn't letting us stay.
Young Gideon: Well we can't just leave here.
Rossi: We did the best we could, Jason.
Gideon: That's not good enough, because he's still out there. He's going to terrible things and we won't find him. Because there's so many of them and only three of us. And we can't do it all. We can't!

Young Gideon: You know if this writing thing works out you can buy us a plane.
Young Rossi: Oh sure. Yeah. I can see it now. You know, you've been pretty edgy. What's really going on?
Gideon: You tell me, profiler.
Rossi: I like that. Profiler.
Gideon: So go ahead - tell me why I'm so edgy lately.
Rossi: Simple really. It takes one to know one. You're going to be a father too.
Gideon: You're very good. Not as good as me, but ...impressive, agent. What's your middle name.
Rossi: Stephen. Why?

Hotch: So, about ten years ago, we're sitting on the runway in Denver. And we're waiting for the wings to be de-iced. And, everybody's stressed out and suddenly Gideon collapses in this fit of uncontrollable laughter. You know, the crazy kind where he ends up in tears.
Rossi: I know the one.
Hotch: And he says that it reminds him of a case that you two worked in a blizzard in upstate New York and there were no cars so you had to take sleds.
Rossi: Lockport. The only time it isn't snowing is on the fourth of July.
Hotch: He says that there was a dare...
Rossi: A double-dare. To take a sled down Rattlesnake HIll. There was this local kid, must have been twelve. He dares us to go down this incline that was legendary. Well, you know Gideon: he's not about to turn down a challenge.
Hotch: Especially from a twelve year-old.
Rossi: Of course! He takes this kid's sled and goes flying down this hill. I mean it was like lightening. He jumps off right before it smacks into a headstone.
Hotch: He said that was you.
Rossi: No.
Hotch: [laughs] Yeah well he never let the truth get in the way of a good story.

When a good man is hurt, all who would be called good must suffer with him - Euripides.

Hotch

Morgan: Wow. David Rossi. Taking time to smell the roses. You know this Donna thing might be paying dividends.
Rossi: All I'll be smelling is fish guts for the next couple of days but you are absolutely right.

Rossi: Harrison Scott died last night.
Garcia: Oh I'm so sorry.
Rossi: Bone cancer. He never said a word.

Death is the only god who comes when you call - Roger Zelazny

Kate

Criminal Minds Quotes

Life is about choices. Some we regret, some we're proud of. We are what we choose to be - Graham Brown

Kate

Nothing can drive one closer to his own insanity than a haunting memory refusing its own death - Darnell Ford

Hotch