Life and death are always so mixed up together, in the same way some beginnings are endings and some endings become beginnings.
Never start something you’re not willing to finish. And if you’re getting f****d either way, go with the lucrative version.[to Sylvester]
Killing a man instantly robs him of explanation. He has no time to process his final moments. Now, even though he was paralyzed, his mind was still able to understand why his life was ending. We let him die with answers. Otherwise, we’re nothing but ruthless murderers.
If you are interested in stories with happy endings, then you would be better off somewhere else. In this story, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning, and very few happy things in the middle.
You lose your mama and the very next day nobody gives a s*** about her or you because they think the world is ending.