«Everything a lie. Everything you hear, everything you see.
So much to spew out.
They just keep coming, one after another.
You’re in a box. A moving box. They want you dead, or in their lie…
There’s only one thing a man can do – find something that’s his, and make an island for himself.
If I never meet you in this life, let me feel the lack; a glance from your eyes, and my life will be yours.»
1st Sgt. E. Welsh – The Thin Red Line
