Quotes About Capone

When I sell liquor, it's bootlegging," either Capone or one of his amanuenses said. "When my patrons serve it on a silver tray on Lake Shore Drive, it's hospitality." It was a recurrent theme, this shrugging disavowal of evil intent: "Ninety percent of the people of Cook County drink and gamble," he said at another time, "and my offense has been to furnish them with those amusements.

Don't you get the idea I'm one of those goddam radicals. Don't get the idea I'm knocking the American system.

The only way to clean up Chicago is to get rid of Capone.

If Capone frequented even a tenth of the places that he's said to have, the notorious mobster hardly would have had time to build his Chicago crime empire, let alone run the thing.

Coney Island called the Harvard Inn. The young man can be charming, but one evening as he takes a shine to a beautiful patron, he prefers to be crass. "Honey," Capone whispers to a dark-haired woman sitting at a table with another man, "you have a nice ass and I mean that

One of the things is that the good intentions of Prohibition, from reading over the years and from becoming obsessed with the research of gangs in New York City, seems to have allowed crime figures at the time, like Luciano, Capone, Torrio and Rothstein, to organize to become more powerful, which pulled all the way through until the '70s.

Huey Long, Rasputin, Sir Basil Zaharoff, Milton, London, Nietzsche, Capone and other "de facto Satanists" who practiced or wrote of rational self-interest, became LaVey's primary teachers.

Everybody owned stock in the Capone mob; in a way, he was a public benefactor. I remember one time when he arrived at his box seat in Dyche Stadium for a Northwestern football game on Boy Scout Day, and 8,000 scouts got up in the stands and screamed in cadence, 'Yea, yea, Big Al. Yea, yea, Big Al.'

If I didn't start singing in the cabarets and on my albums, I could have never even tried something like 'Capone.'

Paper clip. Ping. Disaster. Colonel Bowie is down. Colonel Bowie is down! The Mexican Army is now leaderless. Capone gloats.