“Who is this man who's got the knife?”

“Who consciously throws himself into the water or onto the knife?”

“I got rhythm,
I got music,
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?”

“… don't wait for the good woman. She doesn't exist. There are women who can make you feel more with their bodies and their souls but these are the exact women who will turn the knife into you right in front of the crowd. Of course, I expect this, but the knife still cuts. The female loves to play man against man, and if she is in a position to do it there is not one who will not resist. The male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled at betrayal. and torture and damnation. Never envy a man his lady. Behind it all lays a living hell.”

“Got tight on absinthe last night. Did knife tricks.”

“I've got no respect for a young man who won't join the colors.”

“He was a man who looked at what ought to be done, not to the reputation which is got by a man's acts.”

“Who's your daddy? Who's your baby?
Who's your buddy? Who's your friend?
And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to
When your lovelife starts tumblin'?I got the money if you got the honey
Let's cut a deal, let's make a plan
Who's your daddy? Who's your baby?
Who's your buddy? Who's your man?”

““Drew a knife on us,” one muttered, with the sullen rage of the bully who feels wronged when resisted.”

“What happened to you?" she asked.
"I got hit in the side."
"With what?"
"A knife.”