He Was Sick With Lust And Mesmerized

I Couldn't See Much Point In Tying Myself Down To A Middle-aged Woman With Four Children, Even Though The Woman Was My Wife And The Children Were My Own.

Only Hungry Joe Had Something Better To Do Each Time He Finished His Missions. He Had Screaming Nightmares And Won Fist Fights With Huple's Cat.

In The Long Run, Failure Was The Only Thing That Worked Predictably. All Else Was Accidental.

When I Look Up, I See People Cashing In. I Don't See Heaven Or Saints Or Angels. I See People Cashing In On Every Decent Impulse And Every Human Tragedy.

Some People Are Born Mediocre, Some People Achieve Mediocrity, And Some People Have Mediocrity Thrust Upon Them.