Good Soldiers Are Defined By What They

I Don't Know What Frightens Me More, The Power That Crushes Us, Or Our Endless Ability To Endure It.

Crime Is Stupid, Lazy And Weak. You Can Only Exploit It And Make Money Out Of It.

Sooner Or Later, Fate Puts Us Together With All The People, One By One, Who Show Us What We Could, And Shouldn’t, Let Ourselves Become. Sooner Or Later We Meet The Drunkard, The Waster, The Betrayer, The Ruthless Mind, And The Hate-filled Heart. But Fate Loads The Dice, Of Course, Because We Usually Find Ourselves Loving Or Pitying Almost All Of Those People. And It’s Impossible To Despise Someone You Honestly Pity, And To Shun Someone You Truly Love.

Of Course I Wanted To Know. I Was A Writer. I Wanted To Know Everything.

We Live On Because We Can Love, And We Love Because We Can Forgive.