"In Texas a copy asked me, 'Excuse me, partner, but...why do you and your friends carry those big knives?' I told him, 'Because we're all felons and we can't carry a big gun like you.'" (Chapter 1, p. 3).

"I didn't know at the time whether my mother was dead or alive. As far as my father was concerned, she was gone and buried" (Chapter 2, p. 12).

"Serving time in the barracks and the slammer teaches you discipline and survival. Jail teaches you to be on time: when those doors open and close each day, you'd better be set. After doing the Army and jail, you're ready for anything" (Chapter 3, p. 26).

"The story of the Hell's Angels Motorcycle Club is the story of a very select brotherhood of men who will fight and die for each other, no matter what the cause." (Chapter 5, p. 67).

"Women. Old ladies. Babes...