When I kill a man, I do it with my sword, but people like you don’t use swords. You gentlemen kill with your power, with your money, and sometimes just with your words: you tell people you’re doing them a favor. True, no blood flows, the man is still alive, but you’ve killed him all the same. I don’t know whose sin is greater—yours or mine.
Ryūnosuke Akutagawa
1892–1927
· lived 35 years
n. 1892-03-01, Tóquio · m. 1927-07-24, Tabata
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