Of Course They Needed To Care. It

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.

I See All Of Them. All The Colors.

There's Much More. There's All That Goes Beyond – All ... That Is Elsewhere – And All That Goes Back, And Back, And Back. I Received All Of Those, When I Was Selected. And Here In This Room, All Alone, I Re-experience Them Again And Again. It Is How Wisdom Comes. And How We Shape Our Future.

Time Goes On, And Your Life Is Still There, And You Have To Live It. After A While You Remember The Good Things More Often Than The Bad. Then, Gradually, The Empty Silent Parts Of You Fill Up With Sounds Of Talking And Laughter Again, And The Jagged Edges Of Sadness Are Softened By Memories.

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