"The world never gave you anything. All the world ever did was take. So what do you do in return?"
"Take it back." +
“Yet even in the loneliness of the canyon I knew there were others like me who had brothers they did not understand but wanted to help. We are probably those referred to as “our brother’s keepers,” possessed of one of the oldest and possibly one of the most futile and certainly one of the most haunting instincts. It will not let us go.” — A River Runs Through It, Norman Maclean