You know this story. The crack of lightning. A mad genius. An unholy creation.The world, of course, remembers the monster, not the man. But sometimes, when you look closely… There’s more to a tale. Sometimes the monster is the man.
Your story may not have such a happy beginning, but that doesn’t make you who you are. It is the rest of your story. Who you choose to be.[to Po]
We’ve got two stories here. We got a story about degenerate clergy. And we got a story about a bunch of lawyers turning child abuse into a cottage industry. Now, which story do you want us to write? Cause we’re writing one of them.