City of God

"Are you a creature of your circumstances or the creator of them? His depression wasn't just because of the bad night. His wife had written to him saying she wasn't going back to Rio de Janeiro. This life of the dead had drained her. She couldn't sleep with a man who considered his weapon an extension of his body, a man who couldn't rest easy, a killer. She couldn't wake up frightened by the sounds of the world. The incurable sore that had afflicted her was because of Her ignorance of her h...