I weep for him.

I weep for him.

"The woman stared across the grave
at the endless desert beyond.
'I came because no one else did,' she said,
her voice very low.
'He was shallow, grubby, and unkind,
but no one should be buried
without somebody to know
his passing and to care.'...
[I came] 'because he had life,...
He had a chance to be brave and
to seek the truth, to honor
and defend it. He had time
in which he could have
faced fear and overcome it;
to know himself without deceit,
excuse, or self-pity;
to bear pain without bitterness.
He had days in which to laugh,
to see beauty, to fill his heart
with gratitude.
He could have been kind and
brave and generous.'...
'Above all, there were people
he could have loved and
learned to forgive.
He is gone, and who is there
in the world that is poorer?'...
'Now all his chances are finished.
Of course I weep for him!'”
- Anne Perry

(“Tathea”)

This is a book I just started to read
and I found this passage to be very profound.

Looking forward to reading more of
Anne Perry's fantasy debut,
“Tathea”.