- Edward Newgate: You're mad!
- Silas Lamb: We're all mad Dr. Newgate. Some are simply not mad enough to admit it.
- Edward Newgate: Well to... bring them back to their senses.
- Silas Lamb: And make a miserable man out of a perfectly happy horse?
- Eliza Graves: You act like I'm some precious thing to be bartered or put on display or possessed.
- Edward Newgate: It's not like that with me, Eliza.
- Eliza Graves: No? How is it different?
- Edward Newgate: It's you who possesses me.
- Silas Lamb: Of all the afflictions I think of none more cruel than madness. It robs a man of his reason, his dignity, his very soul. And it does so, so slowly, without the remorse of death.
- Silas Lamb: On the contrary: it was my STAFF.
- Benjamin Salt: [Incredulously, outraged] Staff? A bunch of inebriates and chronic masturbators?
- Silas Lamb: [Slight pause] Funny; I've never seen the harm in chronic masturbation.
- Silas Lamb: [greeting Edward] You've had an arduous voyage. From the backwaters of blissful ignorance across vast oceans of academic blather until at last you've arrived here, on the shores of my little kingdom. And at the dawn of a new century, no less.
- Swanwick: Is that what you said to your mother and sister before you slit their throats?
- Mickey Finn: My time has changed me... I'm a peaceful man now Swanwick!
- Edward Newgate: We can leave now.
- Eliza Graves: But I can't.
- Edward Newgate: Can't what?
- Eliza Graves: I can't imagine being anywhere, but here... because... yes, you are sane - and I am not.
- Edward Newgate: Oh, love: but, I am NOT sane
- [pregnant pause]
- Edward Newgate: I am madly in love with you!
- Eliza Graves: Ohh, Edward
- [Both kiss passionately as asylum burns down in background]
- Mrs. Pike: You'll excuse me if I disagree, Doctor. No one is beyond cure. In fact, I believe your young man has found his.
- Charles Graves: What precisely might that be?
- Mrs. Pike: Not what. "Who."
- Edward Newgate: [Silas is making Edward examine Arthur]
- [distressed]
- Edward Newgate: What do you expect me to do? Sing him a lullaby?
- Silas Lamb: [taps his eyebrows with a pair of glasses] Use These
- [points to his eyes]