As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man, I have chalked up many a mile. Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks, and I learned much from both of their styles.

There will always be those who feel more comfortable not venturing from the warmth of the hearth, but there are those who prefer to look out the window and wonder what is beyond the horizon.

We're weird roman candles burning bright at both ends. At the end of the road's where this story begins. Where the green of the gulf meets the blue of the sea. What makes it all happen is still a mystery to me. But those crazy days and those crazy ways, we never want to undo. We'll be together, now and forever.

We're wanted men, we'll strike again, but first let's have a beer.

If it doesn't work out there will never be any doubt that the pleasure was worth all the pain.

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

It takes just as little time to see the positive side of life as it does the negative side.