You take all of our pain, you are the spine. You are the blood soaked rag that holds closed the wounds in our soul.

Sometimes you have to do something ugly so that something beautiful can grow.

It ain’t how hard you are when you’re standing over top of someone that really matters. It’s how hard you are when someone’s standing over top of you that shows what you’re made of.

I promise not to hurt you, unless you try to take my shit. Then I'll twist your head off and hide it in a bush somewhere.

I have to get stronger, harder, and faster. The only way to get hard enough to walk the Apocalypse Road is in the crucible of battle.

The nurse snorted, and said. “All men are pigs.”
“Not all men.” Jango said. “Some of the men are zombies.