I Am In An Altogether New World

I Just Thought I Was Empty And Now I'm Being Filled...and I Just Wanted To Keep Being Filled.

He Had No Money And No Home; He Lived Entirely On The Road Of The Racing Circuit, Sleeping In Empty Stalls, Carrying With Him Only A Saddle, His Rosary, And His Books...the Books Were The Closest Thing He Had To Furniture, And He Lived In Them The Way Other Men Live In Easy Chairs.

The Paradox Of Vengefulness Is That It Makes Men Dependent Upon Those Who Have Harmed Them, Believing That Their Release From Pain Will Come Only When Their Tormentors Suffer.

His Conviction That Everything Happened For A Reason, And Would Come To Good, Gave Him Laughing Equanimity Even In Hard Times.

At That Moment, Something Shifted Sweetly Inside Him. It Was Forgiveness, Beautiful And Effortless And Complete. For Louie Zamperini, The War Was Over.