I can deal with fighting in the arena in Hell, but laundry and dishes put the fear of God in me.

He wore his fear on his skin for everyone to see.

That's what Glocks are. High-precision killing machines that scream "Daddy Issues.

In the Tarot deck, the Fool is depicted as a young man about to step off a cliff into empty air. Most people assume that the Fool will fall. But we don't see it happen, and a Fool doesn't know that he's subject to the laws of gravity. Against all odds, he just might float.

I tap a Malediction out of the box, fire it up, and puff. It tastes like a tire fire in a candy factory next door to a strip club. The best cigarettes ever.

God is the great janitor of the universe. Why things don't work is that we have a janitor in charge, and we keep looking for the landlord.

We must always look after our friends, even when they are foolish. Especially when they are foolish.