It may be difficult to believe, but, at any given moment, someone somewhere is in a dangerous situation and other people in some other place are dancing and having a good time. The world is often like this. A celebration here, terrible trouble just outside the door.
You tell yourself, “I’ll just do this one bad thing. All the good things I’ll do later will make up for it.” But they don’t.
You know the thing I love about bad guys? Is that despite ourselves we are all so tragically predictable.
There’s something about this city that makes good people want to shoot their way out of bad situations.
The way I see it, there’s only three kinds of people in this world. Bad ones, ones you follow, and ones you need to protect.