Men fall from the sky and gods hurl thunderbolts. Innocents die. That’s how it starts. The fever, the rage, the feeling of powerlessness that turns good men… cruel.
Pick your battles. Don’t let them pick you.
Discipline, skill, and hard work are effective.
Taking a punch is just as important as throwing one.
Maybe it’s time we all stop trying to outsmart the truth and let it have its day.
You start pretending to have fun, you might have a little by accident.
What was the point of all those push-ups if you can’t even lift up a bloody log!
There is no life, there is no love without pain.
Thieves stealing from thieves is a victimless crime.
There are two types of people on this planet, you see. Them you can trust, and them you can’t.
One misses the days when one’s biggest concerns were exploding wind-up penguins.
You needed a father. And all you had was me.[to Bruce]
