He died fighting for what he believed in.

He had followed the trail left by a dead man. It was only now that he realized it might lead only to a grave.

He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.

There are many things in life that cannot be explained.

Go to Venice. Find Scorpia. And you will find your destiny.

We have no money. We have no possessions. Maybe that is why we value the things we do have ... loyalty and friendship.

I believe that, by and large, people are good and everybody you meet is more likely to surprise you in a positive way than in a negative way.