"To be a liar, you've got to have a great memory, and I don't have a memory."

"I was a free man, and I'd survived prison without being arse raped or beaten to a pulp. So how come I felt so fucking sad?"

"I'm a survivor. That's what I am."

"My brain is like a sieve. I can't remember what I had for breakfast, let alone what I did yesterday."

"I couldn't conform to a 9-to-5 job. Lasted about a month before I told them to go fuck themselves."