“His simple, unbeautiful words were the clearest expression of what all prisoners, and everyone else who lives long enough, know well – that suffering, of every kind, is always a matter of what we’ve lost. When we’re young, we think that suffering is something that’s done to us. When we get older – when the steel door slams shut, in one way or another – we know that real suffering is measured by what’s taken away from us.”
