死
The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.
"You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug."
"I'd never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love seems like a good way to go."
"The hardest part about being immortal is watching everyone you love die."
"The more you live your life, the less you fear death."
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.
"The past is never dead. It's not even past."
"The past is never dead. It's not even past."
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
And America, too, is a delusion, the grandest one of all. The white race believes—believes with all its heart—that it is their right to take the land. To kill Indians. Make war. Enslave their brothers. This nation shouldn’t exist, if there is any justice in the world, for its foundations are murder, theft, and cruelty.
"The past is never dead. It's not even past."
"What you don't know can't hurt you, but it can kill you."
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
"The past is never dead. It's not even past."