I believe that everyone, at one point in their lives, no matter the motive, no matter how crazy they seem, was good. Everyone. Those murderers sitting in jail, therapists, the innocent kids, adults, drug addicted teens; they were all good at some point. I think that everyone’s capable of that goodness, there are just some who have been too screwed up to remember what it meant, weren’t raised to believe in the word, or got lucky and have been able to be good.