Besides, do you think you would have come if I’d just popped into your tattoo shop one night around closing and said, ‘Hello, I’m the Prince of Darkness. Think you could help me out with a little war next Tuesday, say, sixish?

When you jump off a cliff, is it better to land on jagged rocks or burning lava? I know this one. The answer is obvious: It doesn't matter where you land. You just jumped off a cliff.

The ashes of your existence will fertilize the soil for the universe to follow.

When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.

If I learned anything Downtown, it's this: the only real difference between an enemy and a friend is the day of the week.

If Jesus was a bartender, He would still only be half as cool as Carlos.

Revenge is never what you think it's going to be. There's no pleasure and glory, and when it's done your grief remains. Once a man does the things you're talking about, he will never be the same, and he can never go back to who he was before. Worst of all, no matter how many enemies you kill, you are never satisfied. There is always one more who deserves it. When it becomes too easy to kill, it never ends.