Not one has shown an iota of fear of death. They want to end this agony.

I knew I was getting into one of the most illegal things in the world. It was the right thing to do.

I gambled and I lost. I failed in securing my options for this choice for myself, but I succeeded in verifying the Dark Age is still with us.

I am not a sentimental person.

Five to six thousand people die every year waiting for organs, but nobody cares.

What are friends? Some people are nice. Some people aren't. There are some I'm fairly close with... we talk.

Rotten travesty. Yeah. Send me to jail for contempt. Try that. Go ahead.