What joins men together ... is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.

Scared money can’t win and a worried man can’t love.

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.

People complain about the bad things that happen to em that they don't deserve but they seldom mention the good. About what they done to deserve them things.

To have a child when you're older, it wrenches you up out of your nap and makes you look at things, you know, afresh. It forces the world on you. And I think it's a good thing.

If you dont respect me what must you think of yourself?

He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.