We’re not a gang. We’re a motorcycle club.[to Eli Roosevelt]
The older we get, the further away we get from who we think we are.
He’s right. Had to be Laroy. He’s got to die. Like, a lot.
Your solution to a problem will always be a club solution. It’s the way you’re wired.[to Jax]
You’re gonna die at the gavel.
Time and money fixes everything.
Don’t go setting fires where there’s nothing to burn.[to Gemma]
You’re already dead.[Clarence ‘Clay’ Morrow: You may as well kill me.]
Watch now on:
You don’t have a normal life, baby. You have this one.[to Tara]
When you’re buried in your own s***, the Sacred Heart seems a little out of reach.[Gemma Teller Morrow: You stop going to your church?]
Whatever or whomever you believe in, may it grant you safety and speed.
We all do damage. Character is determined by how we repair it.
