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Life and light, she thought, were stubborn things. They must, and they would, bloom and shine against the dark. They would not be snuffed out like a candle, but flame on and on and on.
as the pieces death takes from you find a way to live without them. You honor their death by living and doing and standing.”
Without hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.
We mourn and honor our losses, every one, but if we don’t turn to the happy and hopeful, we diminish their sacrifice, don’t we?”
“In every world, I think, all who can must learn and remember and stand against those who never do.”
“Love costs nothing. I wonder at those who can’t feel it, or won’t give or take it.
he doesn’t believe or understand that power—like love—is infinite, that it only grows when shared, he covets.”
