Never take advice from a donkey.

Words are like diamonds. Polish them too much, and all you get are pebbles.

First with the head, then with the heart.

Sometimes, very occasionally, you do your best boxing with your mouth.

Innocents, the meat in a ghastly sandwich between an uncaring society and a vengeful state.

I'm going to die with my mind intact. And to me that is the most exciting way you could possibly die.

It is better just to get on with the business of living and minding your own business and maybe, if God likes the way you do things, he may just let you flower for a day or a night. But don't go pestering and begging and telling him all your stupid little sins, that way you will spoil his day.