What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?

Forgive us all, for we all have trespasses.

Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools.

But to punish and not to restore, that is the greatest of all offences.

But when the dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.

When a deep injury is done us, we never recover until we forgive.

For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.