Silence is sometimes the only way to share the unsharable.
Good people protect people they love even if that means that pretending that everything is okay.
Good books that often I would hate to finish because they took me into their lives and let me out of mine, for a while anyway.
You have to learn to look at someone you truly adore through eyes that really aren´t your own. It´s as if a person has to become another person altogether to be able to take a hard look. Good people protect people they love, even if that means pretending that everything is okay.