I promise not to hurt you, unless you try to take my shit. Then I'll twist your head off and hide it in a bush somewhere.

The nurse snorted, and said. “All men are pigs.”
“Not all men.” Jango said. “Some of the men are zombies.

Sometimes you have to do something ugly so that something beautiful can grow.

When she had died, his anchor was gone and the world had burned from his untethered insanity.

I once fed a dog-fight operator to the dogs he had abused for so long, and do you want to know something? It felt so good. It was justice, girl. The fucking law never gave a shit about a victim, but justice is all heart.

When it's my time, and the reaper calls my name, there will be no stink of fear on me, and my only wish will be to die with grace, covered in the blood of my enemies.