When a man with a singsong voice tells me to fuck off, it ALWAYS concerns me, boyo.

It ain't no secret I didn't get these scars falling over in church.

If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.

Men are born, and then they're formed.

My cause is to keep this town from turning into a living hell for the folks who live here.

People don't forget. Nothing gets forgiven.

I just know that there are two theories when arguing with women. And neither one works.

Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.

We all need friends, old timer. We die alone, but we live among men.

"Yeah, see I'll tell you what the alternative is. It's not that complicated. It's about one man and this gun versus another man. Sure, civilization may be dull, but the alternative, Mr. Marston, is hell."

Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.

It ain't no secret I didn't get these scars falling over in church.