I have no interest in money or power. I have no interest in being happy. Only satisfied.
Well, I had it all once. Fortune, fame. But nothing satisfied.
Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than a thousand lying wh**es.
Dissatisfaction breeds dissent, and dissent leads to revolt.
An itch easy enough to scratch when there’s cause to celebrate.
These guys had plenty already, so why’d they want even more? Am I the same? I wasn’t satisfied with the happiness I had with Pochita. I kept dreaming about a better life. I guess we all dream about stuff like that, huh?
There’s nothing I love more than a perfectly timed “unless.” It’s like a spoon being dipped into some soup. Go ahead, bring that soup to my lips, Deputy.[to Liv]
The longer they elude you, the more satisfying the catch.[to Zeff]
No one is very happy. Which means it’s a good compromise.
