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“You have the power inside of You. Do not be scared to wield it, for the battles You face give no allowances for your cute little sense of innocence and ignorance. They will overrun and vanquish You at the slightest chance they get. So, fight You must to stay up or be prepared to go down. Remember this though: With great power comes great responsibility and true power is wielded efficiently in time and with wisdom.”

“I spent that night sat on his bed peeling the burnt skin off his back in huge white sheets. Most nights we would watch through the bedroom window as the drunks went past. One night a group was outside and had turned violent. Which wasn’t unusual but this night Alan shouted out of the window “that’s enough lads! Leave him!” They didn’t listen. He shouted again this time towards the house but with the window still open “Pat bring the shotgun!” They vanished. We didn’t even own a shotgun. We did own a blank firing six shooter pistol though. I don’t know why.”

“Doubts are hell; believing is foolish but it helps. I am not scared of God. You may say that God is for weak people, so they believe and get stronger. But I want to see you strong enough to love the emptiness, to deal with real darkness face to face and after this, live without God. I think people's minds haven't touched this power or strength without Him yet.”

“The problem was this wasn't the wilderness. She hadn't taken a wrong turn and lost the trail or been caught in an unexpected thunderstorm. She was being held; caged. Nature was indifferent. It was going to act how it was going to act, and she could adapt and adjust to work with it. Nature wouldn't change tactics to match hers or purposefully try to stop her. Nature wasn't trying to kill her. This was different. She didn't have obstacles; she had an enemy. She was at yet another disadvantage: nature she understood; she could read it, to a certain extent predict it. This? Him? Different. There were a lot of ways this was very different than anything she had ever trained for. But, as she lay on that grungy mattress with her eyes closed waiting for the spinning to stop, she realized there was one crucial similarity: the goal - survive.”

“Elva had said nothing to anyone. She prayed earnestly that she was "all right", explaining over and over again to God what the doctor had said, and how she couldn't properly look after the children she already had. Elva liked to pray in front of a statue similar to the one in her mother's living-room. She was not praying to the statue, but it was a kind of magical doll that kept her thoughts focussed on the Being to whom she prayed.”