Fair... You'd be amazed how often I hear that word, Frank Zhang,and how meaningless it is. Is it fair your life will burn so short and bright? Was it fair when I guided your mother to the Underworld? No, not fair. And yet it was her time. There is no fairness in Death. If you free me, I will do my duty.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the concept of fairness in life and death, suggesting that fairness is often an illusion.
The quote explores the idea that life is not inherently fair, particularly in the context of death and the unavoidable endings that come with it. It emphasizes that while people might frequently invoke fairness, the reality of existence often defies such expectations. The speaker, through Frank Zhang's experience, illustrates the notion that life is often unpredictable and fleeting, making the concept of fairness a complicated and often meaningless term when faced with the inevitability of death.
In practice
When discussing the struggles of life at a motivational talk.
The afterlife looks different to every soul," he said, "depending on whatthey believe. For that guy, Egypt must've made a strong impression when he was young , maybe." "And if someone doesn't believe in any afterlife?" i asked. Walt gave me a sad look. "Then that's what they experience.
Monsters,' her dad said, a tear tracing his cheek. 'I live in a world of monsters.
It was like Percy had faced death before, like he knew about grief. What mattered was listening. You didn’t need to say you were sorry. The only thing that helped was moving on—moving forward.
After all the dangerous adventures I'd had, I couldn't die like this. Sadie would be devastated. Then, once she got over her grief, she'd track down my soul in the Egyptian afterlife and tease me mercilessly for how stupid I'd been.
Percy’d heard stories about amputees who had phantom pains where their missing legs and arms used to be. That’s how his mind felt—like his missing memories were aching.
My sister, with her ratty red-highlighted hair and her linen pajamas and her combat boots—how could she possibly worry about being possessed by a goddess? What goddess would want her, except the goddess of chewing gum?
I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me: and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum of human cities torture.
Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.
We hear much of Bolshevism, much of labor unrest; at times, we hear the word 'revolution.' But these are but contagious diseases in the body of civilization, and I believe that the antitoxins of good cheer, mutual confidence, fairness and justice will ultimately cure these ills and make the world healthy and strong again.
People of character do the right thing, not because they think it will change the world but because they refuse to be changed by the world.
Wherever we go, wherever we remain, the results of our actions follow us.
Once you fully apprehend the vacuity of a life without struggle, you are equipped with the basic means of salvation.
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