I don’t want to be remembered . . . I just want to live without fear.

Are you a Kingman or a coward?

We’re all selfish monsters— the only difference is some of us are more honest about it than others.

He was pissed and threatened to cut off my cock and feed it to my friends while I watched. Obviously, we didn’t reach an honest agreement.

Only one of those bottles over there held vodka. Please, do you really think that’s what I’m like when I’m drunk? I’m a functioning alcoholic, not a child.

I don’t have friends— only accomplices and enemies. You’d be amazed at how often they change sides.

A name does not make the man, just like a lie does not tell the full story.

You perceive yourself as clever, but you’re just like that rock.”“Oh, do I mature when I’m under pressure?”“No,” he declared. “You’re lying about yourself to the world. You’re a child who’s never grown up. But, unlike me, you can change that. If you stop complaining so much.

I am a Mercenary. Do you not understand what that means?”“I’m known for my persistence, not my intelligence.