The trouble with most people is that they think with their hopes or fears or wishes rather than with their minds.
Every one is their God,if you give up on yourself,who else will save you?Every one is busy,some are busy livig,some are busy dying,and you, who are busy chasing fame and fortune,who are busy with daily necessities,try to stop to think a second:if your brain has been institutionalized?Where is your God?
"Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you."
To write is to give voice to the voiceless.