“Nothing counts so much as blood. The rest are just strangers.”

My mama always told me never put off till tomorrow people you can kill today.

Shooting at a man who is returning the compliment means going into action with the greatest speed of which a man’s muscles are capable, but mentally unflustered by an urge to hurry or the need for complicated nervous and muscular actions which trick shooting involves.

You take on a job, you finish it. Any man who can’t be depended on steady, ain’t worth the trouble of having around.

It said that a lot of people, when they die, they see this light. Like in a tunnel. They say it’s the light leadin’ you to heaven.

There’s no normal life there’s just life. Now get on with it.

Dave Rudabaugh is an ignorant scoundrel! I disapprove of his very existence.

The most important lesson I learned was that the winner of a gunplay usually was the one who took his time.

Destiny is that which we are drawn towards and fate is that which we run into.

You’d be doing me a favor if you called me Wyatt or Earp, but not both.”

Mister, I’ve been in a really bad mood for the last few years, so I’d appreciate it if you’d just leave me alone.

You gonna do somethin’? or are you just gonna stand there and bleed?

That nothing’s so sacred as honor and nothing’s so loyal as love.”

I have nothing left, nothing to give you, I have no pride, no dignity, no money, I don’t even know how we’ll make a living, but I promise I’ll love you the rest of your life.

Fast is fine, but accuracy is final. In a gun fight. You need to take your time in a hurry.

Look at all the stars. You look up and you think, ‘God made all this and he remembered to make a little speck like me’. It’s kind of flattering, really.

No wise man ever took a handgun to a gunfight.

Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.

I dreamt of you when our souls bled together and now we are eternal.

She’s always the heart to my soul and I am the blood to her being.

Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.

The blood of Christ can cleanse away all sin. But we must ‘plead guilty’ before God can declare us innocent.

Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.

Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.

Be assured that there is no sin you have ever committed that the blood of Jesus Christ cannot cleanse.