Mother says she can never stay mad at Daddy no matter how hard she tries. And Daddy says, 'Stay mad! You won't even let me get mad at you,' and then they laugh. Aren't you sorry for people who don't laugh, Vicky?"   "Yes. And people who don't love music and books."   "And people," John said.

My judgment now is that he was vacillating and undecided in his actions.

Better day are going I know it, can feel it in my gut

Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. The loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude.

Written By Oscar Wilde

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