There are no strange creatures. Only blinkered people.
We’ve been blind, and in our blindness, the enemy has returned.
I may be crusty, but I’m not blind.
Can’t you see how sick he is? How much help he needs?[Maryanne Stewart]He’s not sick. He’s perfect.[Harleen ‘Lee’ Quinzel]
An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
