There are two kinds of pain: the sort of pain that makes you strong, or useless pain. The sort of pain that’s only suffering. I have no patience for useless things.
What’s better than a blank slate in the right hands?
What is the face of a coward? The back of his head as he runs from the battle.
There’s nothing like a death in the family to separate the wheat from the bull****.
Imagination is its own form of courage.
When the wind’s blowing at gale force, there’s no point in sailing against it.
Behind every great man is a woman with blood on her hands.
You think you can erase something. Then you find out that’s not possible.
You have to respect your own mortality.
You can’t turn a ‘no’ to a ‘yes’ without a ‘maybe’ in between.
You can’t love the people you kill.
When they bury me, it won’t be in my backyard. And when they come to pay their respects, they’ll have to wait in line.