We learn from tragedy. Slowly.
All damaged people are dangerous. Survival makes them so.' 'Why?' 'Because they have no pity. They know what others can survive, as they did.
Very odd, old age. Always knew it would happen, if I was lucky. I just didn't expect it so soon.
We are here to add to the sum of human goodness. To prove the thing exists.
We do have choice, but not without some agony.
Memory is never pure. And recollection is always coloured by the life lived since