There are certain people that are marked for death. I have my little list of those that treated me unfairly.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't deal with death very well. My brother, John Candy, my dad, my mom, Brandon Tartikoff just a couple of weeks ago. I mean, you lose a lot of people in your life, and that's one thing I am constantly working on - pain management.
I think I'm a survivor. I could have suffered at least 100 professional deaths. I could come up with a list of the 100 times I've come closest to death, from having pneumonia as a child to car crashes.
Death is not only an unusually severe punishment, unusual in its pain, in its finality and in its enormity, but is serves no penal purpose more effectively than a less severe punishment.
I have already seen death, and I know that death is supporting me in my cause of education. Death does not want to kill me.
I was badly mauled by people in New York State for being against the death penalty for 12 years.
I've worked very hard to become comfortable with how death works and why it happens. I now know that death isn't out to get me.
Dealing with death is there forever, really, you know, because we all have to face it.
I hope I am not too repetitive. However, coming to terms with death is part of the general human situation.
I'm not great at dealing with death, I have to say. I find death very hard: my mum, my dad, Sid Vicious. I'm not a monster; I feel it and it scares me. One death at a time, please, is all my heart will bear.
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.