“I shall die, but I will not kill.”
“Enough," he said; "the cough is a mere nothing; it will not kill me. I shall not die of a cough." "True - true," I replied;”
“Kuroi Sabato! I shall kill you! I shall kill you if I have to sell my very soul to the Devil!”
“The old man smiled. 'I shall not die of a cold, my son. I shall die of having lived.”
“I shall gain glory or die.”
“Now when I die, I shall only be dead.”