Friday, March 21, 2008

The Book Thief 6

"For a few minutes, they all forgot. There was no more yelling or calling out, but they could not contain the small snatches of laughter. They were only humans, playing in the snow, in a house."

Forgetting, if just for a moment or two, sorrows is one of the greatest gifts we possess. There are means provided for us to do this. Mostly they have to do with those we love.

Even though our sorrows may well be because of those we love.

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