"Oh father of all forlorn hope, rescue me from earthly despair and eternal damnation.
Allow not my memory to be conveniently washed away like water down a drain, but instead endow me with the knowledge that I once truly loved and that I cared for those I never knew.
Let fade in thy reckoning all of those years I lived life to the full, enabling my own happiness to suppress greater awareness of world misery all around while spending lavishly and foolishly upon things that didn't matter when such precious monies could have rescued oh so much.
I might have rescued starving children, ill-treated donkeys, limbless beggars, hopeless addicts, one more of the innumerable homeless and the abused if only I'd given more, because I had so much more to give and was selfish in its keeping.
If only I'd spoken out instead of staying quiet and acted more boldly instead of standing by, fewer injustices might have taken place within my presence. If only I'd done those things, I could have truly rescued so much more, and in the saving of others, saved myself." William Forde: March 24th, 2014.