Out in the field, any connection with home just makes you weaker. It reminds you that you were once civilized, soft; and that can get you killed faster than a bullet through the head.

You know that you’re truly successful when you can afford to fail.

Some things are just like riding a bicycle; you jump on, pedal, and hope you don’t fall.

Truth is irrelevant; what matters is what people believe.

People have incredible nerve to do terrible things, but never actually admit to them.

I think all artists struggle to represent the geometryof life in their own way, just like writers deal witharchetypes. There are only so many stories that you cantell, but an infinite number of storytellers.

I don’t care what Einstein said about God not playing dice; If he exists, he’s addicted to craps.

There’s no better way to get to know a city than to walk its streets. A place will reveal its soul through its sights, sounds and smells, and eventually, it’ll teach you its rhythm.

My father once told me that it’s not enough for a man to be lucky; that a guy has to know when that streak is on for him.

Any self-defense class worth its salt will tell you thatyou don’t pull out a weapon unless you intend to use it.The same should apply to ballsy remarks.