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I hope you never win the pride of a monster, Tarisai. It’s worse than their contempt.”
“Why does everyone hate change so much?” I demanded.
“Because things could get worse.” “Maybe. But do you know what I think?” My chest throbbed. “I think deep down, we’re afraid that things could get better. Afraid to find out that all the evil—all the suffering we ignore—could have been prevented. If only we had cared enough to try.”
“Should a fool follow his heart? A thief? A murderer? Your heart is not your friend unless you know who you truly are.”
Melu considered. “Only one thing is more powerful than a wish, and that is a purpose.”
Monsters were nothing. The true terrors were people like me—the ones who saw suffering, who heard the screams of a hundred generations echoing for miles around them—and still did nothing.
Do not ask how many people you will save. Ask, To what world will you save them?
I knew only one thing: A world worth surviving in wasn’t built on the screams of children.
