Even if we make mistakes, the terrible things, we can try to make things right. And that’s what matters: Trying.
What if my problem wasn’t that I don’t understand people, but that I don’t like them? What if I was obliged to hurt you for something like this? I mean, physically. I think you’d have to believe afterwards, if you could, that agreeing to participate and then backing out at the critical moment was a mistake. Because that’s what I’m telling you. As clearly as I can.
Your time is over. We’re bringing the war to you. Make no mistake. This is the day when your world changes forever.
Your gravest mistake wasn’t failing to find the answer. You can’t find the right answer if you ask the wrong questions.