I want to wake up beside a handsome virgin every morning, but life doesn't give us what we want.

Not what will happen - what will you do. Your past is not yet lost. Your future is not yet fixed.

Kiss my arse. I'm the Lord of Murder - I'll show you why.

It’s been seven years since I left. It’s no paradise - but it’s home. And it’s worth saving.

Smashing! Soon, my friend - soon we can share a flagon of something liquid and a tale of derring-do!