Life is just a dream on the way to death.
Funboy: Pal, something is seriously wrong with you. The Crow: Atrocity has that effect on me.
Death, like virtue, has its degrees.
It's not death if you refuse it... It is if you accept it.
Childhood is over when you know you’re gonna die.
So the crow spirals down through a collapsed dream and the only sound it makes in like a concave scream.