Lindsey: What happened to your nose? Slevin Kelevra: I was using it to break some guy's fist.
Lucky Number SlevinHis plate was full but his fists sat motionless like two dark quartz stones on either side of it.
The Complete StoriesI have a fist like a brick, but I don’t punch through walls—I build them and become them.
A brick and a blanket walk into a bar