That's all I want- to do no harm.
If one could drown in the grass, thought Elphie, that might be the best way to die.
She is no longer I, she is too long ago, she is only she.
Begging your pardon, sir....One population can't make peace with another by force.
Maybe the definition of home is the place where you are never forgiven. So you may always belong there, bound by guilt. And maybe the cost of belonging is worth it.
He knew about being alone. The weather was always cold there.