You have wasted your life. If you died would anybody care that the world lost that wit? You think that the only truth that matters is the truth that can be measured. Good intentions don't count. What's in your heart doesn't count. Caring doesn't count. But a man's life can be measured by how many tears shed when he dies. Just because you can't measure them, just because you don't want to measure them, doesn't mean it's not real. And if I'm wrong, you're still miserable. Did you really think that your life's purpose was to sacrifice yourself and get nothing in return? No. You believed there's no purpose to anything. Even the lives you save you dismiss. You turn the one decent thing in your life and you taint it, strip it of all meaning. You're miserable for nothing. And I don't know why you'd want to live.
House M.D.