The wise wait for their moment, but never let it pass.

The fool strikes. The wise man smiles, and watches, and learns. Then strikes.

Love is a fine cushion to rest upon, but only hate can make you a better person.

You have to learn to love the small things in life, like a hot bath. You have to love the small things, when you have nothing else

There are few men with more blood on their hands than me. None, that I know of. The Bloody-Nine they call me, my enemies, and there’s a lot of ’em. Always more enemies, and fewer friends. Blood gets you nothing but more blood. It follows me now, always, like my shadow, and like my shadow I can never be free of it. I should never be free of it. I’ve earned it. I’ve deserved it. I’ve sought it out. Such is my punishment.

Sometimes when I'm really enjoying a book, I'll read a sentence or paragraph and just think - how can someone's head be wired in such a way that they'd come up with that?

Luck is a woman. She's drawn to those that least deserve her.