We do not quite forgive a giver. the hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten.
— Emerson
1010 My Tears Grow Thick Too many starve, too many sick Too many die and my tears grow thick Too many rich grasping for power Holding so tight that no one can flower The season will pass, but till that time I can't but ask why we continue this crime
3210 Love and Justice Love and justice go together: justice without love can be brutal love without justice can be futile. What you give will come back; fair or foul, no matter whether you stand or hide it will attack.