I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and the endless slaughter that I had almost contributed to." (page 8)

In a society that worships love, freedom and beauty, dance is sacred. It is a prayer for the future, a remembrance of the past and a joyful exclamation of thanks for the present.

No one can make you a victim but yourself.

The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become.

I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.

Insanity makes the rivers flow.

Only in our darkest hour do we find the light. Humans are destructive by nature. The world is lacking balance. Terrors are beginning to triumph over the simple joys. Stand back and watch, because you're going to be here when we fall.