The Worst Part Of Holding The Memories

If Everyting's The Same, Then There Aren't Any Choices! I Want To Wake Up In The Morning And Decide Things!" (jonas) "it's The Choosing That's Imortant, Isn't It?" The Giver Asked Him.

He Wept, And It Felt As If The Tears Were Cleansing Him, As If His Body Needed To Empty Itself.

It Is So Good To Have Friends Who Understand How There Is A Time For Crying And A Time For Laughing, And That Sometimes The Two Are Very Close Together.

Gabe?" The Newchild Stirred Slightly In His Sleep. Jonas Looked Over At Him. "there Could Be Love", Jonas Whispered.

Things Seem More When You’re Little. They Seem Bigger, And Distances Seem Farther.