Savor the little moments, son, that's my advice. They're what life is. All the little things that happen while you're waiting for something else.

People love to see death. It reminds them that however mean, however low, however horrible their lives become… at least they have one.

Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.

There was no such thing as luck. Luck was a word idiots used to explain the consequences of their own rashness, and selfishness, and stupidity. More often than not bad luck meant bad plans.

Armour... is part of a state of mind... in which you admit the possibility... of being hit.

All your life spent getting ready for the next thing. I climbed a lot of hills now. I crossed a lot of rivers. Crossed the sea even, left everything I knew and came to Styria. But there I was, waiting for me at the docks when I got off the boat, same man, same life. Next valley ain't no different from this one. No better anyway. Reckon I've learned ... just to stick in the place I'm at. Just to be the man I am.

Sometimes it doesn't matter too much what choice you make, as long as you make it quick and stick to it.