Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
""I don’t understand," she moaned. "I don’t understand anything any more." She was sobbing, her face hidden in the cushions, and I began saying meaningless words to her, for no other reason than to hear the purr of my voice. "You’ll get well, you’ve got to get well. Love isn’t everything…" And I knew very well that in her place I would never want to get well and bury my love with my own hands."