I gaze into the glassy eye of yoursome god, and pluck him by the beard; I uplift a broad-axe, and split open his worm-eaten skull! Compton
You have strength born of years of grief and anger... The strength of a man denied revenge.
If one million of you give assent to the one thousand who participate in the murder of a child, then one million of you are a million times guilty.
Purity. Serenity... Solitude: What you ought to uphold. But the important thing is whether you believe it.
It is right that one must come so far to see the world as it is meant to be.
Anger does not change the fact. The will to take control is everything.