I Was Tired Of Seeing

To Be Silent. In Hopes Of Not Offending, In Hopes Of Being Accepted. But What Happened To People Who Never Spoke, Never Raised Their Voices? Kept Everything Inside? Gamache Knew What Happened. Everything They Swallowed, Every Word, Thought, Feeling Rattled Around Inside, Hollowing The Person Out. And Into That Chasm They Stuffed Their Words, Their Rage.

But, Like Peace, Comfort Didn't Come From Hiding Away Or Running Away. Comfort First Demanded Courage.

The Leaves Had Fallen From The Trees And Lay Crisp And Crackling Beneath His Feet. Picking One Up He Marveled, Not For The First Time, At The Perfection Of Nature Where Leaves Were Most Beautiful At The Very End Of Their Lives.

No Good Ever Comes From Putting Up Walls. What People Mistake For Safety Is In Fact Captivity. And Few Things Thrive In Captivity.

The Four Sayings That Lead To Wisdom: I Was Wrong I'm Sorry I Don't Know I Need Help