It seemed to her as though everything that was good and true had been blasted out of the world. All those things had been crushed destroyed made to disappear.
Anna GodbersenGood girls hold their heads high by daylight, Their grace and their virtue soaring with kites, While bad girls slink along in their shame- Everyone stares at them, everyone blames. But those bad girls sleep soundly at night, Ne'er do their consciences wake them in a fright, While our good girls toss and they turn- They lay awake for those who will burn.
Anna GodbersenLife was a short window and there was no sense in doing the wrong thing over and over even if it was so difficult to stop.
Anna Godbersen