In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure death will.

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.

Every day is a lie, he said. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

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 the reality even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing, the world lies waiting.

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.