“ He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed to empty itself. ”
I feel sorry for anyone who is in a place where he feels strange and stupid.
~ Lois Lowry
The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without colour, pain or past.
Honor,' he said firmly. 'I have great honor. So will you. But you will find that that is not the same as power.
Memory is the happiness of being alone.
