I think thatโs whats wrong with the world. No one says what they feel, they always hold it inside. Theyโre sad, but they donโt cry. Theyโre happy, but they donโt dance or sing. Theyโre angry, but they donโt scream. Because if they do, they feel ashamed. And thatโs the worst feeling in the world. So everyone walks with their heads down and no one sees how beautiful the sky is.
Louise FitzhughGone is gone. I never miss anything or anyone because it all becomes a lovely memory. I guard my memories and love them, but I don't get in them and lie down.
Louise Fitzhugh