Few human beings give of themselves to another as a dog gives of itself.
In my books, I never portray violence as a reasonable solution to a problem. If the lead characters in the story are driven to it, it's at the extreme end of their experience.
There are no explanations for human evil. Only excuses.
Your sense of responsibility to others can never be excessive.
When life hands us a beutiful bouquet of flowers we stare at it in cautious expectation of a bee.
Guilt is a tireless horse. Grief ages into sorrow, and sorrow is an enduring rider.