It’s important to be organized and ruthless. Three piles, I always say. The stuff you wanna keep, the stuff you might need later that you put in storage, and the stuff you have to destroy.
Sometimes we must be ruthless with those who hate us. And sometimes we must be ruthless with those we love.
Where does it come from, this talent for ruthlessness? It seems so easy for them. For these men. For men like these. That’s how they won, I suppose. It isn’t about being right, or having the people or God on your side. It isn’t anything that grandiose. In the end, victory goes to the hardest heart. To the ruthless go the spoils.