In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

She took a step and didn't want to take any more, but she did.

Humans have a talent for escalation. -Death

An eleven-year-old girl is many things, but she is not stupid.

It's not the place, I think. It's the people. We'd have all been the same anywhere else.

Crowds of questions stream through me like lines of people exiting a soccer ground or a concert. They push and shove and trip. Some make their way around. Some remain in their seats, waiting for their opportunity.