I have no control over the audience. I have no idea what they think. My heart's pure. I can't do anything. I really can't do anything. I don't know what goes on in the crowd.
There's a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out.
I don't think I'm in any position to call myself a martial artist. I'm a student of the martial arts.
As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die, the currents are deep and raging inside.
Things always seem to end before they start
They tied his arms behind his back to teach him how to swim, they put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin.