"Every night for those few minutes before sleep came, I thought about my family and I prayed to God to strengthen my faith and allow me to keep firmly in mind the resolve which I had taken, not to allow myself to be spiritually destroyed. I prayed that my soul would not be hardened and degraded by rancor or hatred. My greatest concern and every moment was not to grow discouraged or desperate; I saw the ravages of depression and desperation on many of those in jail with me. In many conversations with God in the solitude of those few minutes, I penetrated to the foundations of that faith which would be so severely tried in the course of years, but which would finally be victorious."