If You Make Your Heart Into A

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

While I Was Chained To A Wall And Being Tortured, I Realized, Through The Screaming Of My Mind, That Even In That Shackled, Bloody Helplessness, I Was Still Free: Free To Hate The Men Who Were Torturing Me, Or To Forgive Them. It Doesn't Sound Like Much, I Know. But In The Flinch And Bite Of The Chain, When It's All You've Got, That Freedom Is A Universe Of Possibility. And The Choice You Make Between Hating And Forgiving, Can Become The Story Of Your Life.

You Are Not A Man Until You Give Your Love, Truly And Freely To A Child. And You Are Not A Good Man Until You Earn The Love, Truly And Freely, Of A Child In Return.

I Think The Future Is Like Anything Else That's Important. It Has To Be Earned. If We Don't Earn It, We Don't Have A Future At All. And If We Don't Earn It, We Don't Deserve It, We Have To Live In The Present, More Or Less Forever. Or Worse, We Have To Live In The Past. I Think That's Probably What Love Is - A Way Of Earning The Future.

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