If these hands, used to fighting, would be acceptable to His Holiness, we most thankfully dedicate them to the service of him who deserves so well of the Church and of the fatherland.
If you've done what you need to do, you need to go bury yourself, because what else are you going to do? I think that that's where life stops.
We cast away priceless time in dreams, born of imagination, fed upon illusion, and put to death by reality.