Dude, anybody eating curry is on the no-fly list.
Don’t ever apologize for needing your family. Blood is blood. The only thing that matters.[to EZ]
Being in two places at one time is a sure way to end up in neither.
We don’t like change. We never have.
We can choose our family, but not our blood.
There are these things, scraps, trash, that we spend our lives blind to until someone we love leaves. Then suddenly we see anything they touched for what it really is. It’s gold.
The numbers don’t add up differently the more you look at them.
The kutte’s not a bad fit. It fits too f***ing well.[to Angel]
The gifts, promises, hyperbolic flattery, at the end of the day, they’re meaningless… hollow. A woman worthy of your affection would know that.
The first favor sharpens the blade.
That’s what good people do when they see a man drown. They jump in.
Listen, bro, this ain’t a f***ing church. You speak up if you got something to say.
