“I no longer saw the tattoos covering an inmate's face, or his threatening snarl. I saw his armor, and I knew that he, too, was buried under the debris of fear and pain that I had been, that we all are. And when I reached out to him with a sense of compassion, eventually he was able to meet me with the one thing we all have in common: grace.” HumanityFearCompassionGrace Book:A Redemptive Path Forward: From Incarceration to a Life of Activism Source: A Redemptive Path Forward: From Incarceration to a Life of Activism