ne yapalım, yaşamak gerek. yaşayacağız vanya dayı. yorucu günler, uzun geceler boyunca yaşayacağız. ve ecel saati gelip çattığında, sessizce gideceğiz.
i could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; i would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. i would know him in death, at the end of the world.
"there is no law that gods must be fair, achilles,” chiron said. “and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. do you think?"