SCENE. One street away, two events:
In one, so much evil parading as good, with hundreds of participants.
In another, with only about twenty-five people, but so much good being done.
On the last day, when all the good and evil you've ever done will be laid out in front of everyone who had ever lived, what do you think will weigh more on the scales? Your army may win your small battles now, and you may take satisfaction in them; I will not begrudge you that. But the real battle is invisible to you, and for that I'm truly sorry.
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