When you know a friend is there you do not go to see him. Then he's gone and you blast your conscience to shreds that you did not see him.
John SteinbeckThen the hard, dry Spaniards came exploring through, greedy and realistic, and their greed was for gold or God. They collected souls as they collected jewels. They gathered mountains and valleys, rivers and whole horizons, the way a man might now gain tittle to building lots.
John Steinbeck