..my father was the best man in the world and probably worth a hundred of me, but he didn't understand me. The town he lived in and the town I lived in were not the same.

I wasn't going to go deeper into the darkness for anybody. I was already living in the darkness. My family was my light and I was going to protect that light at all cost. That was where my dedication was, first, last and everything in-between. What did I owe the rest of the world? Nothing. Not a damn thing.

You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing.

Mama, put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down.

Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, with strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us.

Mothers tell your children not to do the things I have done, to spend my life in sin and misery in the House of the Rising Sun.