I told you the same when we first met. You took it as an insult. But I'm thinking that you're starting to see that it isn't... it just is the truth between us.

War is the cruelest parent, but it has its purpose. [ All he really has to say on that subject. ]

There's nothing wrong with that, though. There is always gonna be battles, always going to be wars. We leave one war and battle to face this one. It's the same everywhere. The violence won't stop, and so there needs to be men who can live forever on the battlefield so others can sleep at night. I wouldn't say that those others are that great, though, since they consider themselves privileged and consider those who have to live here something to pity rather than something to feel humility towards. Because if it wasn't us, it'd be them. No need to pity your shield, your sword.

It isn't. We're made up of the memes of nature, and only the ones that are the strongest will live on within us. To defy those that survived this long would be no better than denying that they exist, because they're always there. Always present, and can never be removed. So no, it is not possible. All you can do is lie to yourself.