We believed we were safe. That was the big fantasy.

Blame it on Peer Pressure.

What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted.

I'm a person of the mountains and the open paddocks and the big empty sky, that's me, and I knew if I spent too long away from all that I'd die; I don't know what of, I just knew I'd die.

Let no stranger intrude here, no invader trespass. This was ours, and this we would defend.

Silence, always my fortress, sometimes my prison

The Bible just said ‘Thou shalt not kill’, then told hundreds of stories of people killing each other and becoming heroes, like David with Goliath.