And without forgivness, there is never any peace.I tell you this from the distance of many centuries. My son gave his life. I won't reply to his gift with anger, not even for those who took him from me. Those same poor, sad people will wake up tomorrow grieving their own losses, I think, if they survie at all. How can hating them heal me?

Author: Rachel Caine

And without forgivness, there is never any peace.I tell you this from the distance of many centuries. My son gave his life. I won't reply to his gift with anger, not even for those who took him from me. Those same poor, sad people will wake up tomorrow grieving their own losses, I think, if they survie at all. How can hating them heal me? - Rachel Caine


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