Not in so many words. But I think it does, if you're paying attention.

It's sort of. It's like living in a pressure cooker, or a dice cup, or a terrible house of mirrors. You've got to make decisions all the time, and you can't just go along with your habits because nothing's normal. It's always shaking you up, pushing you one way or another, pulling out different sides of you.

So it makes you face that, all of what you are, some of what you could be. And the more people hurt each other, the more you start to see that the only thing that makes any of it better is kindness.

If you want to see it.