Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.
•Hermann Hesse•
If I have appeared in your life as a deception — tell me. If I am a gift, then receive me as a gift should be received: with joy and responsibility, without fear of losing something else.
There are people you never stop carrying within you, no matter the years, the miles, or the other lives that have been laid across your memories. Some voices never fade. Some eyes, even when closed, still know the road back to you. /sandra/
@Canellelabelle Kindness cannot be manufactured, and the public has an uncanny ability to see through carefully curated narratives lacking genuine substance. No amount of media management can replace sincere, authentic character.