"Gentle reader,

...may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless an so agonized as in that hour left my lips; for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love."

It isn't often that something you read or hear, sparks your brain for further thought. This one made me think - I like it. It's from a book I'm currently reading. What do you think the writter was talking about? Do you know who wrote it?