We read to know that we are not alone.

Today begins my walk with you. Where you go, I go. Where you stay, I stay. When you sleep, I will sleep. When you rise, I will rise. I will pass my days within the sound of your voice, and my nights within the reach of your hand. And none shall come between us. - Manth Vow

To put it another way, pain is God's megaphone to rouse a deaf world. Why must it be pain? Why can't he rouse us more gently, with violins or laughter? Because the dream from which we must be wakened, is the dream that all is well.

A well-off plastic surgeon can suffer just as much as an Irish lad who has been abused or whatever.

There is this notion that the lives of the comfortable-off middle class don't merit being treated seriously and with compassion.

We read to know that we are not alone.

Use your power gently.