The problem I find with being "on a trail" is that, by definition, you'll always be behind your prey.

I'll see you soon Michael...it may just be sooner than you think.

Mahone: Michael, that's a beautiful boat.
Michael: Just promise me that you'll change the name when you take it. I don't think my mother would have approved of you.
Mahone: Consider it done.

This is the first day of the rest of our lives.

Agent: Do you think he's a genius or a whack job?
Mahone: I think we answered that question when we assigned 100 agents to the case

to Micheal: You're my get out of jail free card.

Mahone: Go for the kneecap. You hit it straight on it'll buckle and it'll take the guy out of commission.
Mahone: You're my get-out-of-jail-free card. Just survive. [Turns to leave] Kneecaps, really... more

Rules are rules. And if we don't have them, we're savages.

Fear becomes paranoia, paranoia ultimately psychosis.

Mahone [to Lincoln and Michael]: Turn around. TURN AROUND!
Michael: If you're going to murder us Alex, you're gonna have to look at us in the eyes when you do it.
Mahone: Shut up!