Powerful People Have No Regrets.

Crime Is Stupid, Lazy And Weak. You Can Only Exploit It And Make Money Out Of It.

Heroes Only Come In Three Kinds:dead, Damaged Or Dubious.

Let Me Explain Something To You. Look Around Here. How Many People Do You Count? Sixty, Eighty, Eighty People? Greeks, Germans, Italians, French, Americans. Tourists From Everywhere. Eating, Drinking, Talking, Laughing. And From Bombay - Indians And Iranians And Afghans And Arabs And Africans. But How Many Of These People Have Real Power, Real Destiny, Real Dynamic For Their Place, And Their Time, And The Lives Of Thousand Of People? I Will Tell You - Four. Four People In This Room With Power, And The Rest Are Like The Rest Of The People Everywhere: Powerless, Sleepers In The Dream.

Prisons Are The Temples Where Devils Learn To Prey. Every Time We Turn The Key We Twist The Knife Of Fate, Because Every Time We Cage A Man We Close Him In With Hate.

The Only Power That Has Any Real Meaning Is The Power To Better The World.