It's a long slow process for a human to die. We kill a cow, and it is dead as soon as the meat is eaten, but a man's life dies as a commotion in a still pool dies, in little waves, spreading and growing back toward stillness.

For we have thought the longer thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils' tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day.

Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.

I&#39;m the sort of actor who likes to talk about what we&#39;re going to do.

Written By Donald Pleasence

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