If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.
If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill him. What superiority he may have inherited from his race, what superiority nature may have personally gifted him with, comes out in death.
Andrew Wood’s death changed things for a few weeks. I probably got even heavier into drugs after that.
It is not tolerable, it is not possible, that from so much death, so much sacrifice and ruin, so much heroism, a greater and better humanity shall not emerge.