““You know what I’ve seen, what I’ve done. I’ve killed men. In war. In peace. Sometimes far away, sometimes up close and personal. I’ve felt hot blood on my hands, John. Do you know what that feels like? To feel a living thing lose that spark, go pale as the blood drains from its body? And then to look into their eyes and watch as that spark goes out for good? Permanent, John. There’s a peace in that, knowing it’s permanent. Their death is forever. And you’re still alive. Have you ever felt that?””
