...but I could not sleep without proper covering and spent the rest of the night rewriting lost arguments from my past, altering history so that I emerged victorious.

We can all of us be hurt, and no one is exclusively safe from worry and sadness.

Luck was something you either earned or invented through strength of character. You had to come by it honestly; you could not trick or bluff your way into it.

The creak of bed springs suffering under the weight of a restless man is as lonely a sound as I know.

I lay in the dark thinking about the difficulties of family, how crazy and crooked the stories of a bloodline can be.

Come with me into the world and reclaim your independence. You stand to gain so much, and riches are the least of it.

He is not bad, I don't think. Perhaps he is simply too lazy to be good.

I do not know what it was about that boy but just looking at him, even I wanted to clout him on the head. It was a head that invited violence.

Our blood is the same, we just use it differently.

Work will drive you crazy if you let it.

I sighed. ‘It doesn’t matter what we do. Money comes and goes.’ I shook my head. ‘It doesn’t matter and you know it doesn’t.

My love is for you life after life, for infinite time, my love is for you, forever.

You couldn’t leave words lying around where our enemies might find them.

I don't actually breakdance.

I had a choice. My instincts told me to hurry up and give the choking man the Heimlich maneuver. My brain told me to stay still until he expired and chalk this one up to divine intervention.

The finest minds, like the finest metals, dissolve the easiest.

If we were a dog and God owned us, the cops would come and take us away.

There was no evidence that Saddam Hussein was involved with the attack of 9/11, I've never said that and never made that case prior to going into Iraq.

Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires.

Watching something being constructed, whether you're passing a building site or whether you're watching an artist at work, is fascinating, and I think that's the enjoyment.

Neither praise nor blame is the object of true criticism. Justly to discriminate, firmly to establish, wisely to prescribe and honestly to award - these are the true aims and duties of criticism.