You can viddy that everything in this wicked world counts. You can pony that one thing always leads to another. Right right right.
Bondade é que se escolhe. Quando um homem não pode escolher, ele deixa de ser um homem.
The intention to act violently is accompanied by strong feelings of physical distress.
Well, everything's a lesson, isn't it? Learning all the time, as you could say.
And yet, in a sense, in choosing to be deprived of the ability to make an ethical choice, you have in a sense really chosen the good.
Suddenly, I viddied what I had to do, and what I had wanted to do, and that was to do myself in; to snuff it, to blast off for ever out of this wicked, cruel world. One moment of pain perhaps and, the...
Madem kimileri iyi insan olmayı seçiyor, madem bundan haz alıyorlar, onlara hayatta karışmam, kimse de bana karışmasın. Ama bana karışıyorlardı. Üstelik kötülük bireye özgüdür, sizlere, bana ve tek ta...
And now, talking of praying, I realise sadly that there will be little point in praying for you. You are passing now to a region where you will be beyond the reach of the power of prayer.
What does God want? Does God want goodness or the choice of goodness? Is a man who chooses the bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has the good imposed upon him?
The sweetest and most heavenly of activities partake in some measure of violence - the act of love, for instance; music, for instance. You must take your chance, boy. The choice has been all yours.
The thrill of theft, of violence, the urge to live easy - is it worth it when we have undeniable proof, yes, yes, incontrovertible evidence that hell exists?