I spent most of my money on booze and broads and I wasted the rest of it.
Without women, there would be perpetual war and chaos. With them, there was only chaos.
He understood, too, that they had not necessarily been chosen to succeed, or even to live. But they’d been chosen to find the Holy Grail that was within themselves. And that’s what this was always about; the Grail was a phantom and the journey was inward, into their hearts and souls.
Your website shows only one booking in that time period.” “Really? I need to update that. So, that’s the price.” “You drive a hard bargain, Mr. MacCormick.” “Captain.” “Captain.” He glanced around. “Let’s get a table.” “Why?” “There are some other details you need to know.
She asked me, “Was your divorce nasty?” “Not at all. The marriage was nasty.
Confrontational is when I pull my gun. Argumentative is when I pull the trigger.
In America if you’re poor, you’re worse than a criminal. You’re nobody.
Well, sonny, in my country, gun control means using both hands.
A boat is sort of a litmus test for relationships, the close quarters and solitude compelling people into either a warm bond or into mutiny and murder. As.
The good news was that the streets were litter-free, maybe because no one had anything to throw away.
Amicitia sine fraude – to friendship without deceit.
The journey home is never a direct route; it is, in fact, always circuitous, and somewhere along the way, we discover that the journey is more significant than the destination and that the people we meet along the way will be the traveling companions of our memories forever.
Tutte le strade conducono a Roma. All roads lead to Rome.
Fate whispered to the warrior, “You cannot withstand the coming storm.” And the warrior whispered back, “I am the storm.
And they looked like poor fishermen. But this was Cuba, where everyone had a second job.
It’s a problem, you know, Paul, dealing with stupid people. You project your own intelligence and rationality onto a person who is a complete idiot, and he lets you down.
Anyway, I’m getting really intolerant of liars, fools, blowhards, and power freaks.
Well, I was on the slippery slope into the abyss of love, companionship, and happiness – and you know where that leads. Misery.
Cursed are the peacemakers for they make the next war harder than the last.
You’re smarter than you look. Did you ever have anti-terrorist training?” “Sort of. I was married.