In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him. I think it’s impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves. And then, in that very moment when I love them…. I destroy them. I make it impossible for them to ever hurt me again. I grind them and grind them until they don’t exist.
Ender’s Game (1985) by Orson Scott Card

It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.

Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland