I always say “morning” instead of “good morning”. If it were a good morning I’d still be in bed instead of talking to people.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
you should have opened your eyes i was crazy for you