We are all guilty of sin, error, and moments of sheer stupidity; none of us should be casting stones. The occasional arced pebble might be overlooked.

There is no elegance in hate, but there is tremendous beauty in the unintended revenge of living well and being happy.

Flames of outrage and reprisal had likewise made a comeback, his nearly forgotten, silent heritage no longer hidden by thirty years of compliance. Instead the fire grew, unmitigated by training, logic or reason.

A society built upon a foundation of vengeance is a society doomed to destroy itself.