The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
He’s like fire and ice and rage. He’s like the night and the storm in the heart of the sun. He’s ancient and forever. He burns at the centre of time and can see the turn of the universe.
So, we’re like a wildlife documentary, yeah? ‘Cause if they see a wounded little cub or something, they can’t just save it, they’ve got to keep filming and let it die. That’s got to be hard. I don’t think I could do that. Don’t you find that hard - being all, like, detached and cold?