That mush plays havoc downstairs, you know?

Better to be a spirit with the earth beneath you than a corpse pinned tight by the weight of the world.

This place is full of unwritten rules.

Like I've said before, so many times before, I'm not a good person, I'm not a hero. I'm a criminal, a liar, a cheat, a killer. It was them or me and I wanted to live.

The world is an inferno. It will burn until every nation has fallen, until all who oppose us are dead, until people see the true light.

It's incredible how much stamina you can find when you're fighting and enemy in battle, even if that enemy is just in your imagination.

No, every person on this planet has darkness inside them. Buried so deep that only you know it's there when your world is coming to an end. Oh, but it's there. It's always there.

Let's make like a hockey player and get the puck out of here.

When you're locked up in here for life, you learn to welcome the little freedoms.

You don't have friends in here, you'll soon come to understand that. You get attached to someone, then you'll just lose them. They'll get shanked or they'll jump or they'll be taken one night.

Knackered inmates are easier to control than pumped-up ones. And dead inmates are even easier to control, if you follow me.

Always let them think of you as singing and dancing.

Three-fifths of him genius and two-fifths sheer fudge.

Consumerism is hard to describe when it's the ocean and we're the plankton.

Being an American is about having the right to be who you are. Sometimes that doesn't happen.

Music has always been a part of my life. I make music all the time.

Nothing about my life or my career has been linear.

Data, data everywhere, but not a thought to think.

The bond between mother and baby is so interesting. Women have been giving birth since the beginning of time, but when it happens to you it feels like a miracle.

I cannot believe in an eternity of hell. I hope God will forgive me if I err; but in this matter I cannot say, "Lord help my unbelief."

No man can cause more grief than that one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancestors.