Come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough

While my insides may be rotten, I still like a good reason to kill someone. It has to be either business, personal, or out of sheer boredom.

If anyone stops us, as long as we mumble something pretentious about the glory of death, we should be fine.

He'd once known a man who said that life hinged on the moment, that everything changed in the blink of an eye. Tesseract knew the truth of that as well as anybody. It was in those moments that he struck, after all, snatching people's lives away. He'd always known that it was only a matter of time before one of those moment's worked against him.

Do you think it would be quite so easy to kill them now that your weapon has been destroyed?' he sneered. 'No,' she said, frowning at him, 'Obviously not.

Just because an apple falls one hundred times out of a hundred does not mean it will fall on the hundred and first.

Only a heathen would bring a gun to a sword fight.' And only a moron would bring a sword to a gunfight.