Joaquin “El Chapo” Guzman

I am who I am. I like what I like. I do what I want. It’s my life, not yours.

You take care of me, I take care of you. You betray me, I kill you.

The ungrateful and mediocre people do not care if you do a thousand favors, in the end they get angry for the f**king favor you did not do them.

In most cases the best advice that can be given is just listening.

I remember from the time I was six until now, my parents, a very humble family, very poor, I remember how my mom made bread to support the family. I would sell it, I sold oranges, I sold soft drinks, I sold candy. My mom, she was a hard worker, she worked a lot. We grew corn, beans. I took care of my grandmother’s cattle and chopped wood.

You should never feel better than others, even the rain that comes from the top ends falling always at our feet.

I remember from the time I was six until now, my parents, a very humble family, very poor, I remember how my mom made bread to support the family. I would sell it, I sold oranges, I sold soft drinks, I sold candy. My mom, she was a hard worker, she worked a lot. We grew corn, beans. I took care of my grandmother’s cattle and chopped wood.

Series about narcos have turned my father (Pablo Escobar) into a hero and given young people the idea that it is cool to be a drug trafficker.

There is a big difference between surrendering and knowing that enough was enough.

Only those who went hungry with me and stood by me when I went through a bad time at some point in life will eat at my table.

Loyalty, honor and respect are words that forget ordinary people.

Well, from the time I was 15 and after, where I come from, which is the municipality of Badiraguato, I was raised in a ranch named La Tuna, in that area, and up until today, there are no job opportunities. The only way to have money to buy food, to survive, is to grow poppy, marijuana, and at that age, I began to grow it, to cultivate it and to sell it. That is what I can tell you.

Everyone has a price, the important thing is to find out what it is.

Rich one who is sastifed with what God gives him.

Never talk much about yourself to people, in times of envy, the blind man sees again, the mute to speak and deaf to hear.

It’s a reality that drugs destroy. Unfortunately where I grew up, there’s no other way to survive.

Unfortunately… where I grew up there was no other way and there still isn’t a way to survive, no way to work in our economy.

Give him lead!

May you, yours and those around you have the good and the beautiful in your favor; that next year as well as better is different, that it is yours. Embrace yours, life is today.

Reconciliation is not usually part of a Colombian’s vocabulary.

You should never feel better than others, even the rain that comes from the top ends falling always at our feet.