Feet of clay are heavy to carry around. That’s what the whiskey’s for.
Discipline, skill, and hard work are effective.
A year ago, I held Fish Mooney’s umbrella. Now she’s dead by my hand. Along with Maroni. Falcone is in hiding, and all of their businesses are mine. They all underestimated me. I suggest you not make the same mistake.
You tell Sal it’s over. The guns are bought. The killing room is waiting. He doesn’t know it, but he’s a dead man.
When I order some fool killed, I expect him to stay that way.
Well, you want to steal stuff, it helps to go where the rich people are.
This city, the law, the crime here, they’re all twisted up at each other like a maze. I came here to be a cop. This city needs something else.
The heart keeps its own time.
The city’s sick. Sick in a way I hadn’t realized.
Taking a punch is just as important as throwing one.
My sister’s virus is a beautiful thing. It makes the darkest parts of a person sing.
My mother always said a party is not a party without entertainment.