I'm just trying to change my life because I'm not above killing any drug dealer for money.

I hate to cry and I hate to sound like sour grapes, but no one ever listens to me. No one ever hears what I have to say.

You have to have a bunch of dimensions [of yourself]. You have to be able to adapt in this world. You can't be a nice guy living in a world of savages.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating.

I know why they don't like me because they want the money I have.

I don't want anyone to have to interview me. I wish I didn't have to talk too much about myself.

I was in handcuffs. I was under arrest. I remember there was this old lady looking at me, and I could tell she felt real sorry for me, and she did'nt know but all I wanted to do was take her purse.