Nothing is hidden, nothing is ever lost, nothing is ever forgotten. That's always been part of my problem.

God does so love to make a man break a promise.

Alexandra was tall and blond, with a balcony you could do Shakespeare from.

Nothing is hidden, nothing is ever lost, nothing is ever forgotten. That's always been part of my problem.

I didn't know if I still had it in me to be really dangerous, but I thought so. It's like knocking someone off a bike with a baseball bat; you never really lose the knack.

While the cat's away, you may find the rats getting damned uppity.

The harsh, unyielding reality of having to compromise your ideals bit by bit, day by day, just to achieve a few little victories in the face of the world’s malice, or indifference. Until sometimes you wonder if there’s nothing left of you but the shell of the man you intended to be, just going through the motions because you’ve nothing better to do.