Martha: Oh, I like your anger. I think that’s what I like about you most. Your anger.
Some people take offense like it’s a limited time offer.
When you are angry, close your eyes, you will regain your inner peace.
In the end it will be your “Actions
I came to realize that if people could make me angry they could could control me. Why should I give someone else such power over my life?
Every person has his secret; in reverie, unbeknown to others, he finds peace, freedom, sorrow and love.
For no real reason – well, perhaps because of the seriousness under the trees or Nader’s hair, which was very messy and covered in little grass seeds – Katie began to giggle. She knew it was wrong, yet it was also natural. She covered her mouth with both hands, but Nader was already pale with revulsion. He turned and marched away into unwanted sunlight, leaving her to wonder why bad things happened and why no good person prevented them.
Still, he was angry–that particular anger of humans defied by the persistence of nature.
She made a visual inventory of the disaster and confirmed that the girl was curled up like a snail, her head hidden between her arms: terrified but intact. “My God!” Rosa Cabarcas exclaimed. “What I wouldn’t have given for a love like this!
As long as we have MEMORIES, yesterday REMAINS and as long as we have HOPE, tomorrow AWAITS…