The next time you have an instinct to help someone, you might consider crushing them instead. It might save you a great deal of trouble.
You know how the wind feels fluffy, like you could stuff it into a pillowcase right before a big thunderstorm? Harlem’s the same. Trouble smells a certain way. You can touch it.
This is where we get into trouble. You’re meant to know only as much as you can handle. When you wander outside of your realm is when we end up fighting.
The trouble with humans, Joe, is that we’re weak. A man sees a pretty face, he wants her. It’s natural. It’s animal.
Well, this seems pretty serious. And they say if you are ever in serious trouble, you shouldn’t talk without an attorney. So, I think I’ll wait till I have an attorney.