I don’t try to describe the future. I try to prevent it.

I’ve seen the future, brother; it is murder.

Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.

Tomorrow never comes, man. It’s all the same fucking day.

Not a change for the better in our human housekeeping has ever taken place that wise and good men have not opposed it—have not prophesied that the world would wake up to find its throat cut in consequence.