Kim Wozencraft > Quotes

“I nodded quietly to the men around me, but inside of me, inside I felt something shift, something slip off center. A man. What man, a guy my own age, was in prison looking at fifty-seven years for being a minor-league dealer, selling a few grams of powder. And I had helped put him there. Our lives had collided, and I had knocked him into a world of dirt and grinning ignorance, a place of gleaming metallic violence and night-screams. I could not fathom what he must have been feeling toward me. But it was there and it was real. Sitting in the briefing room being applauded, I could feel his hatred seep into my body like disease, become part of me. And the fold in my brain that was bent on emotional survival knew that the only way to defend against a rage that strong was to return it in kind.”
― Kim Wozencraft, Rush