And you can always, always, give kindness

It won't take long before I explode with pent-up rage.

You can always give something, even if it is only kindness.

Paper has more patience than people.

If the truth is told, things are just as bad as you yourself care to make them.

Those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery

I long to ride a bike, dance, whistle, look at the world, feel young and know that I'm free, and yet I can't let it show. Just imagine what would happen if all eight of us were to feel sorry for ourselves or walk around with the discontent clearly visible on our faces. Where would that get us?