Secrets Tear You Apart.

I Made The Wrong Choice ," I Whispered. My Mother Shook Her Head. "a Child Should Never Have To Choose.

I Shot You, All Right," He Said, "and You Lost Something, But You Gained Something As Well. You Just Don't Know It Yet. I Gained Something, Too." What?" I Got To Keep My Promise. I Didn't Leave You Behind.

But My Father, A Thief In Many Ways, Had Robbed Me Of My Concentration.

If You're Always Battling Against Getting Older, You're Always Going To Be Unhappy, Because It's Going To Happen Anyhow.

I Give Myself A Good Cry If I Need It, But Then I Concentrate On All Good Things Still In My Life.