I’ve managed to stay alive out here in the Ruin because I’m a realist. I allow the truth to be the truth, no matter how much I might want it to be something else.
It’s cloaked in cultural mumbo jumbo, but I assure you that it is very hard science.
Guilt and rage, hatred and fear were pathways to weakness and clumsy choices.
When you have to kill the same terrorist twice in one week, then there’s either something wrong with your skills or something wrong with your world. And there’s nothing wrong with my skills.
Chong said, “Do yourself a favor, Morg. Next time you’re staring at a girl’s boobs, look up. You’ll be shocked to learn it, but there’s going to be a face up there. Nose, mouth, eyes. And behind the eyes is an actual pe
He never did get right all the way again. And every once in a while he’d come down all bitey.
There are moments that define a person’s whole life. MOMENTS in which everything they are and everything they may possibly become hinge on a single decision.
But sometimes shame is a more powerful engine than rage. Like rage, it burns hot; and like rage it tends to consume its own furnace.
The economy blows, or don’t you read the papers?””Who reads the fucking papers? News is free on the internet.
He’s a ghost, not a carnival magician.-Benny Imura
Church didn’t answer that. Instead he said, “The darkness is all around us. Very few people have the courage to light a candle against it.””I’m not that kind of idea
Reporters trade in pain. It sells papers. Everyone knows that.
Everyone carries around his own monsters.—Richard Pryor
When people ask me about what I learned from martial arts, I don’t talk about favorite punches or kicks, or about fights won or lost. I talk about learning self-discipline, about ethics and manners and benevolence and fairness.