I want to rip out his heart and feed it to Lennox Lewis. I want to kill people. I want to rip their stomachs out and eat their children.
Adversity makes men and prosperity makes monsters.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where...
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible...
Men always makes gods in their own image.
The only laws a man can truly respect are the ones he makes for himself.
Any man who has the brains to think and the nerve to act for the benefit...
