I don’t see why it matters what is written. Not when it’s about people. It can always be crossed out.

Who shall I shoot? You choose. Now, listen very carefully: where's your coffee? You've got coffee, haven't you? C'mon, everyone's got coffee! Spill the beans!

A good man will kill you with hardly a word.

Everything starts somewhere, although many physicists disagree.

Young man, the games we play are lessons we learn. The assumptions we make, things we ignore, and things we change make us what we become.

And, while it was regarded as pretty good evidence of criminality to be living in a slum, for some reason owning a whole street of them merely got you invited to the very best social occasions.

Once you gave a thing a name, you gave it life.