There are always reasons for murdering a man. But there is no justification for his existence.
Proof is never definitive, after all; one has to begin again with each new person.
Mistakes are joyful, truth infernal.
The great courage is to stare as squarely at the light as at death.
In short, they were gambling on their luck, and luck is not to be coerced.
To live is in itself a value judgment. To breathe is to judge.