Rich men have dreams. Poor men die to make them come true.

I believe in our side and theirs, with the good and evil decided after the fact, by those who survive. Among men you seldom find the good with one standard and the shadow with another.

Any man who barely sustains an armistice with himself has no business poking around in an alien soul.

Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.

. . .and the thing that you know to be true is the lie that will kill you.

I'm a bad man. I need to understand the past. It illuminates the present.

If one chooses sides on emotion then the rebel is the guy to go with. He is fighting for everything men claim to honour, freedom, independance, truth, the right.......all the subjective illusions. All the eternal trigger words. We are minions of the villan of the piece. We confess the illusion and deny the substance.