Life's the greates torture sould feel in hell, In hell: that they must live, and cannot die.

Integrity of life is fame's best friend,
Which nobly, beyond death, shall crown the end.

Integrity of life is fame's best friend, which nobly, beyond death, shall crown in the end.

But she's wrong about hell. You don't have to wait until you're dead to get there.

Integrity of life is fame's best friend, which nobly, beyond death, shall crown in the end.

She was my friend. Briefly, she was my lover. She was braver than I ever would have been in the moment of death. And I bet she was a hell of a shooting star.