As soon as reality breaks, as soon as we're separated from the phsical world, the cracks begin to appear in our minds. And through them seeps the madness that has always been there, flowing into your skull like a liquid nightmare.

Better to be a spirit with the earth beneath you than a corpse pinned tight by the weight of the world.

It's incredible how much stamina you can find when you're fighting and enemy in battle, even if that enemy is just in your imagination.

Like I've said before, so many times before, I'm not a good person, I'm not a hero. I'm a criminal, a liar, a cheat, a killer. It was them or me and I wanted to live.

Let's make like a hockey player and get the puck out of here.

Don't need a degree in rocket science to do this job.

Nobody cares. You shouldn't either.