Every man has his excuses, and the more vile the man becomes, the more touching the story has to be. What is my story now, I wonder?

Good steel bends, but never breaks. Good steel stays always sharp and ready. Good steel feels no pain, no pity, and above all, no remorse

Fear has made them sloppy. The world teeters at a precipe. All scared to take a step in case they put a foot into empty air. The instinct of self-preservation. It can destroy a man's efficiency.

Fools boast of what they will do. Heroes do it.

Have a smile for breakfast, you'll be shitting joy by lunch.

Things aren't what they used to be' is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better, they invariably mean they were better for them, because they were young, and had all their hopes intact. The world is bound to look a darker place as you slide into the grave.

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.