Every moment of light
and dark is a miracle.
“What is love? Love is when one person knows all of your secrets...
your deepest, darkest, most dreadful secrets of which no one else in the world knows...
and yet in the end, that one person does not think any less of you;
even if the rest of the world does.”
There will always be darkness in your heart,
a vengeance that reeks of hatred,
some will choose to feed it,
and become spiteful,
others will merely suppress it,
but you can never get rid of it,
for it is human nature to hate.
“My sorrow, when she's here with me,
thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be;
she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.”
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark;
the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.