On Sue

Sue is mean and not nice
That is why I shot her twice.

The end

Everything here is meant to kill at your discretion. Except for me. I only kill when I want to.

The thing about happiness is that you only know you had it when it's gone. I mean, you may think to yourself that you're happy.
But you don't really believe it. You focus on the pretty bullshit, or the next job, or whatever.
It's only looking back by comparison with what comes after that you really understand, that's what happiness felt like.

Anything that can kill a man, I sell. Except suicidal depression.That is unfortunately not packageable.

Good patients get a nice, new face. Bad patients bleed all over the floor because they want to screw up their surgeon's life!