Whether life is worth living under such conditions — well, that's a different question for another time. Let's not comfort these miserable people or tell them to obey their torturers. Instead, let's show them that no matter how enslaved a person might be, there's always a path to freedom open — unless their mind is sick. It's your own fault if you suffer when you could end your misery by ending yourself. To the man whose king shot arrows at his friends' chests, and to the man whose master forced fathers to eat their children's hearts, I would say: 'You fool, why are you moaning? What are you waiting for?'
Whether life is worth having at such a price, we shall see hereafter; that is another question. Let us not console so sorry a crew, or encourage them to submit to the orders of their butchers; let us point out that however slavish a man’s condition may be, there is always a path to liberty open to him, unless his mind be diseased. It is a man’s own fault if he suffers, when by putting an end to himself he can put an end to his misery. To him whose king aimed arrows at the breasts of his friends, and to him whose master gorged fathers with the hearts of their children, I would say “Madman, why do you groan? for what are you waiting?