The real violence, the violence that I realized was unforgivable, is the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.
Violence is indiscriminate. If you use it as a tool, it will do more than just kill your enemies. Sometimes it will kill the ones you love most.
Violence begets violence. It just doesn’t always look the same. Some suffer in silence, desperate to escape their pain. Some of us do violence to ourselves. Some try to break the pattern.