Language buries, but does not resurrect.

Not the brightest gem in the jewelry shop, but you've got to admire his single-minded dedication to drug abuse.

Because you are beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence

I don't think pandemics make us afraid of death, I think they make us afraid of oblivion. They force us to grapple with the futility of effort. Also they make us barf which isn't fun either... Wash your hands, cover your coughs, and find a way to hold in balance the futility of effort with the necessity to struggle.

We have bottled all the stars this evening, my young friend.

I have guts, just not when it counts.

It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.