Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

The right combination of guilt and machismo has sent many a fool out into the jungle when he should have stayed home.

The Princes of this house have abandoned their capital, not like soldiers of honour who cede to the circumstances and setbacks of the war, but like the perjured who are pursued by their own remorse.

I tried to manipulate and control people, and I harbored resentment. I wanted to be forgiven, but I wouldn't forgive others.

I unfortunately still crave chicken McNuggets and bacon, which is the meat candy of the world.

I don't talk about these things if I haven't lived them, and I've hurt people in my life. It's something I still have to think about when I sleep at night.