Even the harsh judgment I hold in my heart against my brother or my sister, the open wound that was never cured, the offense that was never forgiven, the rancor that is only going to hurt me, are all instances of a fight that I carry within me, a flare deep in my heart that needs to be extinguished before it goes up in flames, leaving only ashes behind.
Čak i oštra osuda koju imam u srcu protiv mog brata ili sestre, otvorena rana koja nikad nije zaliječena, uvreda koja nije nikad oproštena, mržnja koja će mi samo nanijeti zlo, sve su primjeri borbe koju nosim u sebi, vatru u mom srcu koju treba ugasiti prije nego izgori, ostavljajući samo pepeo.