A man is always right to pursue the thing he loves.
No matter even if it kills him?
I think so. Yes. No matter what.

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him.

Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die.

He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.

This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job.

In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure death will. The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and reality, even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. I've thought a great deal about my life and my country. I think there is little that can be truly known. My family has been fortunate. Others were less so. As they are often quick to point out.