Sam.
All I have to do is close my eyes and reach out, Sam, and I can see the entirety of your life spread before me. Each dip and turn, each path taken and those abandoned to the ripples of time and the whims of free will. I can see your future, spread like branches on a tree, choices not yet made and those to be soon coming.
You have the capacity for great evil, yes. More so than most men. But just because the seed is there does not mean that it will grow.