I reckon it's time I stopped loathin' the tonberries. My best friend's long gone, and blamin' the creatures what killed him don't do an onze of good in bringin' him back.
'Course, I'll never call them my best mates or nothin'. But it was hatred what made them into monsters. If I live my life bearin' a grudge, what's to stop me from endin' up a monster too?