I will die like a true-blue rebel. Don't waste any time in mourning - organize.
You'll have pie in the sky when you die.
The difference between childhood and adulthood, Vic had come to believe, was the difference between imagination and resignation. You traded one for the other and lost your way.
When you think about it, most of the good ideas came along to make sin a whole lot easier.
Sooner or later a black car came for everyone.
Pick a sin we can both live with, is what I ask.