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“The lawyer with the briefcase can steal more money than the man with the gun.”
― Mario Puzo, The Godfather

“Only God can judge me.”
― Tupac Shakur, The Rose That Grew from Concrete

“I swear to God . . .â€�
“God doesn’t come to this part of the house, so swear to me.â€� -Liam C”
― J.J. McAvoy

“They feared Me
because
I feared Nothing.”
― Lydia Lunch

“I can’t believe the way people act and the cruelty they have towards those they say they love or once loved...”
― A.G. Russo, Bangtails, Grifters, and a Liar's Kiss

“...the cruelest thing you ever said to me was that you would always love me.”
― A.G. Russo, Bangtails, Grifters, and a Liar's Kiss

“That's basically the gangster code. Just be yourself. Just be you, dog. The easiest way to get your card plucked around a gangster is to be a fake. If we feel like you're trying too hard, if you're trying to act like you're from the street, you're in trouble.”
― Ice-T, Ice: A Memoir of Gangster Life and Redemption—from South Central to Hollywood

“I want her to engulf me in her blaze & scorch me until my darkness lies in ashes.”
― Dani René, Crave

“I don’t remember everything that was happening around me at the time, but gangster life was intoxicating and irresistible. It’s difficult to describe the feeling. It’s that jungle culture, the lion syndrome, the Tarzan tag; the invincibility, the lure of living on the edge; having not just one woman but a whole brothel on your tail; the shooting irons, the fast cars and the endless supply of cocaine.”
― Jacques Pauw, Little Ice Cream Boy

“From the WIP .... Behind The Fan coming soon.

"He was dangerous, he was nothing she needed and everything she wanted. Dark hair, tall and broad shouldered...the man was sin on earth to her.”
― Caroline Walken

“Continued remarks about John and Lisa being like Clarence and Alabama in True Romance or Mickey and Mallory in Natural Born Killers had lifted the atmosphere somewhat.”
― Neil Walker, Drug Gang Takedown

“We can bring in all the guns and drugs we need and bring out all the bodies of people we don’t.”
― Neil Walker, Drug Gang Takedown

“Everyone wants be a gangster until it’s time to do some 'gangster sh**': 
Say it to their face. Say you’re sorry. Forgive someone. Tell someone you love them. Show them why. Let shit go. Admit when you’re wrong. Be a better winner. Be a better loser. Help another human being. Break bread with your enemy. Open up your heart. Understand your feelings. Say what you actually feel. Do what you say. Tell the truth. Do the right thing. Choose forgiveness over revenge. Choose kindness over stones. Accept people as they are. Take the higher road. Be the change you want to see.”
― Drue Grit

“Cuz even a gangsta rapper can find redemption
For the sins committed before revelation.”
― Carlos Salinas, Got the Flow: The Hip-Hop Diary of a Young Rapper

“I'm the girl you could call the ride or die.”
― Serena Deena

“I'm too busy duck farming to watch many movies, so I don't know: Is it ScarFace, or is it ScarfAce? Either way, I am a knitting gangster.”
― Jarod Kintz, Music is fluid, and my saxophone overflows when my ducks slosh in the sounds I make in elevators.

“prerelease:

Snuggie Bobo grew up in the rural Midwest, but soon became enticed with running the streets of the hood. It became an area to be conquered by all means necessary! This, of course, led to a long stay in ‘upstate� maximum security correctional college nicknamed ‘Gladiator School�. It was the school of hard knocks where men left better criminals than they entered. In the process of trying to omit the truth of the past years� regrets, Snuggie became educated, going as far as obtaining a PhD with the hopes to rejoin society. Unfortunately, society tends to look down upon street hoods and ex-felons! Now, Snuggie lives in Chicagoland spinning tales based on this lived history to bring the reader into his world. Sean Jr. was one of the people in this world. He was a gay brother, who lost his father to crack. His father was dealing with their family problem. Sean’s mother abused him due to his forbidden illness: lusting for men. Snuggie knew Sean since he was knee-high to a grasshopper and years later took him in. He was his mentor. These are tales out of Sean and Snuggie’s life.
© Snuggie Bobo 2023”
― Snuggie Bobo

“Another deputy threw down a clear plastic trash bag with my orange jumpsuit. I reached for the bag and was knocked down to the floor with an overhead right, another shove, and I was inside the 4X6 room. The heavy white door was already closing behind me. The walls here were made of hard white rubber. There was a small shower head towards the back of the tiny cell and a grated hole in the middle of the floor | I assumed that the hold would be my toilet. The cell reeked of anguish.”
― Gary "Gunz" Govich

“The gangster is the man of the city,
with the city's language and knowledge,
with its queer and dishonest skills
and its terrible daring,
carrying his life in his hands like a placard,
like a club.”
― Robert Warshow

“...even if all they did was look at each other, it rattled her entire being because there was no thought or person or barrier between them. Not a single one. They were both thoroughly absorbed in every moment they spent together. It was terrifying. Like being swept away by a powerful wind, where your body rendered all its control to another force that could ignite as well as destroy you.”
― Anam Iqbal, The Whyte Divide

“Members of every major street gang, outlaw biker, and domestic extremist group have been found in a number of military branches.”
― Carter F. Smith, Gangs and the Military: Gangsters, Bikers, and Terrorists with Military Training

“She wished Jimena were here. Normally, they were inseparable, but this evening Jimena had to do community service at Children's Hospital. She worked with children undergoing rehabilitation for gunshot wounds. She read to them, played checkers, and showed them how to macramé. Jimena had been in a gangland sentenced twice to a Youth Authority Camp for jacking cars. She would be there now, if a lenient judge hadn't sentenced her to do commission service work instead. Jimena had been one badass homegirl before she understood her destiny.”
― Lynne Ewing, Into the Cold Fire

“Jimena sensed their fear. That brought a smile to her face. Her reputation was still so big that even tough enimigas wouldn't face her down.
She strutted past them, her heels snapping loudly on the sidewalk. She enjoyed the feel of their admiring eyes, their sideways glances and the wonder she saw on their faces. Jimena wasn't choloed out in khakis, a tight T, and long, boyfriend-borrowed Pendletons. She wore a slinky dress and ankle-breaking high-heels. The rain made the dress cling to her body, so they knew she wasn't strapping. No gun. Still, they were afraid to confront her.
This time she stopped for the red light, pausing to let the chicas know she didn't fear them. It felt good to be the toughest chola en el condado de Los Angeles. She was still down for Ninth Street, her old gang, but at age fifteen, already a veterana. A leyenda, her homegirls told her with pride. Jimena had been a real badass before she understood her destiny. She glanced at the scars and tattoos on her hand. What would the klika-girls do if they knew her true identity?”
― Lynne Ewing, Night Shade

“She had transferred to La Brea High School less than six months ago, and the guys there never did more than smile or ask her to dance. She could feel them looking at her when she walked down the hallways, but when she caught their glances, they looked away. Perhaps they saw the gangster in her eyes or in the curl of her lips. Veto had said she was like a jaguar; her show of teeth was a warning, not a smile. She was probably scaring the guys away without even knowing it.”
― Lynne Ewing, Night Shade

“Tim, playing ball with them [the Chicago mob] doesn’t mean you lost the game—it means you’re finally in the game.”
― Jennifer Samson, Piece of Work

“Billy walked up to the car and bent down to look inside.
‘Major Foster, what a pleasant surprise,� he said sarcastically. ‘I’m glad you’ve popped round; it gives me the chance to tell you to f**k off.�
Foster smiled in response”
― Dougie Brimson, In the Know

“The most important thing in business is honesty, integrity, hardwork... family... never forgetting where we came from.”
― Frank Lucas

“He almost broke the window of the front door coming in about two minutes later, as if he was running from Gran Via and the Urgell corner. Sweating, soaked, with two bags; a luggage in his hand and a bigger side bag across his chest.
As he threw his luggage to the ground and jumped up the stairs, trying to run up to me, he slipped on the dangerous, tiled, and sharp steps, falling and rolling back into the corner in a state of misery. He tried to get up again, but he fell back down to the bottom of the stairs. The side bag's strap slipped off his shoulder and jammed his legs as he jumped up again and tried to run up to me once more. In his desperation, he fell back down to the bottom of the stairs when his foot got caught in the side bag again, until he finally removed it screaming like a jackal and tried again for the fourth time. I was just standing at the top of the stairs, trying to contain my amazement and amusement at the same time, wondering what was wrong with this bizarre, crazy-crazy guy.

It was like another Benny Hill episode, or a Mr Bean scene. But he sure did get hurt too. It was amazing. Finally he managed to scramble and run up the stairs, madly yelling at me. The wireless office phone was in my hand and we had just spoken a minute ago or two. He must have been heading towards Gran Via towards the airport, which I highly doubted as he was hiding in Europe; he was probably going to a bus station around Plaza Espanya. I doubt he was taking the train in Spain, trying to hide in Europe.

Once he managed to get up and as I stood there in disbelief, almost laughing at him, with my hands in the air as if I didn’t know what was going on, he ripped the office phone from my hand and threw it to the ground, breaking it into many pieces upstairs.”
― Tomas Adam Nyapi, BARCELONA MARIJUANA MAFIA

“I'm not scared of you." Jimena folded her arms across her chest with confidence. A holstered gun couldn't shoot anyone but the owner.
"You should be." Payasa bared her teeth in a wicked grin. "I got the power."
"I never needed a gun to make people afraid of me." Jimena smirked. "You don't even have half my reputation.”
― Lynne Ewing, The Choice

“Look what I found." Payasa motioned with her head. "Risky from El Nueve."
Risky was Jimena's gang name. It was tattooed over her hipbone.”
― Lynne Ewing, The Choice