People hurt the ones they love. That's how it is all around the world.
HumanityThe Green Mile, by John CoffeyI'm tired, boss. Tired of bein' on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. Tired of not ever having me a buddy to be with, or tell me where we's coming from or going to, or why. Mostly I'm tired of people being ugly to each other. I'm tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world everyday. There's too much of it. It's like pieces of glass in my head all the time.
The Green Mile, by John CoffeyI'm sorry that I am who I am.
The Green Mile, by John CoffeyMostly, I'm tired of people being ugly to each other. I'm tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world every day. There's too much of it. It's like pieces of glass in my head all the time.
HumanityThe Green Mile, by John CoffeyWe each owe a death - there are no exceptions. But, oh God, sometimes the Green Mile seems so long.
DeathThe Green Mile, by Paul EdgecombeI guess sometimes the past just catches up with you, whether you want it to or not.
PastThe Green Mile, by Paul EdgecombeHe killed them with their love. That's how it is every day, all over the world.
LoveThe Green Mile, by John Coffey