If I could make one wish, I wouldn't ask for world peace. I'd wish for a real zombie apocalypse. I'll take Romero zombies any day over this counterfeit harmony bullshit.

He knew his words could not convey the impossible love he felt for her, so he held her stare and hoped (prayed!) she would understand the immensity of it all.

It takes two men to make one brother.

By all means take thought for the tomorrow, yes, careful thought and planning and preparation. But have no anxiety.

If you count all fights like everybody else does, including Rickson, who says he has 400 fights; if you count like that, I have a million.

Today the story is no less attitude-adjusting. It is about the defining cultural, social and political issue of our age. It is about human transformation.

I had the halfway house. I can't tell how many nights I spent around my kitchen table, soothing broken hearts.

You have just got to face the facts, don't you? I face it head-on. I knew what I was coming in to. I didn't make the impact I hoped for and I believed in.

Men are not on such intimate terms with the sublime that they really can believe in it

Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power they say"I'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is.Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear

Have you noticed that the people who actually make the laws, the people in power, never make laws for themselves?