You haven’t figured it out yet, Sergeant. You still think that when the Exchange murdered everyone you love, they spared you. You’re wrong. You’re dead, too. These are your tools. The rest are the luxuries of the living. The dead don’t get music. The dead don’t get beauty. The dead don’t get flavor, or color, or warmth, or friendship. The dead get purpose. The dead get a mission. That’s all we get.
You’re either on mission or you’re not. The dead can’t be distracted, Sergeant.
— The Punisher #12, written by Greg Rucka, artwork by Marco Checchetto.