If the sins of the flesh ever got old I didn't ever want enough years on me to know it.

Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

You're a Good Little Slave

Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you'll find an edge to cut you.

We die a little every day and by degrees we’re reborn into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars.

Few things worth having can be got easily.

Every man has his thorns, not of him, but in him, deep as bones.

When you're in a dark place, and your light is going to run out before too long, you get on with things. It's a wonder to me how few people apply that same logic to their lives.

Some truths should perhaps be left unsaid. Some doors unopened. An angel once told me to let go of the ills I held too close, to let go of the flaws that shaped me.

Anything that you cannot sacrifice pins you. Makes you predictable, makes you weak.

It's an irony of our times that men seeking peace must make war.

Whoever said, "It's not whether you win or lose that counts, " probably lost.

You make the best out of it, you can. Nothing is ever as good or as bad as you think it will be. It's what you make of it.

If a tattoo is supposed to make a statement, that kid’s body is just plain babbling.

Forgiving is not forgetting. Forgiving is remembering without pain.

All good plots come from well-orchestrated characters pitted against one another in a conflict of wills.

You can do anything when you're famous. That's why famous people are so dumb.

Atreyu comes from a land called Fantasia. It's an imaginary land.

I don't do Twitter, Facebook; none of that. My email I do from my Blackberry or my iPhone.

The book of Job is pure Arab poetry of the highest and most antique cast.

The best kind of conversation is that which may be called thinking aloud.