That is human nature$$$ that people come after you$$$ willingly enough$$$ provided only that you no longer love or want them.

We all love best not those who offend us least$$$ nor those who have done most for us$$$ but those who make it most easy for us to forgive them.

People do blame you for the things they do to you.

They have no power to improve their lives$$$ but they have the power to make others even more miserable. And the only way to prove to yourself that you have power is to use it.

Could a creature who had to look upon ordinary people literally as food and shelter ever understand how strongly those people valued life?

Freedom is dangerous but it's precious$$$ too. You can't just throw it away or let it slip away. You can't sell it for bread and pottage.

The world is full of painful stories. Sometimes it seems as though there aren't any other kind...

I have a huge and savage conscience that won't let me get away with things.

He was like me - a kindred spirit crazy enough to keep on trying.

Vocabularies are crossing circles and loops. We are defined by the lines we choose to cross or to be confined by.