Knowing this world will never change, do I really want to live here? Tell me. ...Still, keep living; practice staying alive—it will come in handy.
Living here is hard. Dying here is even harder. Dying takes luck...luck! Can you die just by wanting to? You're here, your mother is here...
Standing still here even the most patient man suffers. Running only makes it worse.
I don't want to, but still I must live here. Where else is there to live? Tell me. Heaven...that's only after death!
One day you'll grow up big, then you won't need to run anymore. Your mother is running toward this dream too, you know, child?
Keep living, grow up. We are here. Before you grow up we won't grow old. Before you can stand we won't lie down.