Forgive us all, for we all have trespasses.

because life slips away, and because I need for the rest of my journey a star that will not play false to me, a compass that will not lie.

Let me not be afraid to defend the weak because of the anger of the strong, nor afraid to defend the poor because of the anger of the rich.

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

It was not his habit to dwell on what could have been, but what could never be.

There are voices crying what must be done, a hundred, a thousand voices. But what do they help if one seeks for counsel, for one cries this, and one cries that, and another cries something that is neither this nor that.

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