It seems very clear to me that we, in the West, cannot afford to continue assuming propriety over the world's resources in a careless, greedy way without paying for it - not only with the lives of our loved ones, but also with our souls.

I always knew mum loved me - tough, look-after-yourself love, as if she knew she wouldn't always be there.

Live to fight another day was an expression that did not take nto account the loved one who would die because you didn't continue fighting today.

I'm very fortunate that I have a wonderful family around me and loved ones.

These were people's lives. These were people's loved ones who he targeted, tortured, dehumanized and did everything he could in their last minutes of life to make them experience absolute total terror while he played God. And he's just in there in the courtroom describing it like -- as if you and I would be reading it out of a recipe book,

God gives us enemies so we will appreciate those who love us.