Mitch, that's what faith is. If they spit in your face, you say it must be raining. But you still come back tomorrow. - Mitch Albom

"Have you ever considered how many living things there are on earth?" Cleo asked. "People. Animals. Birds. Fish. Trees. It makes you wonder how anyone could feel lonely. Yet humans do. It's a shame."
She looked to the sky, now a deep shade of purple. "We fear loneliness, Annie, but loneliness itself does not exist. It has no form. it is merely a shadow that falls over us. And just as shadows die when light changes, that sad feeling can depart once we see the truth."
"What's the truth?" Annie asked.
"That the end of loneliness is when someone needs you." The old woman smiled. "And the world is so full of need."

This is life. Things get taken away. You will learn to start over many times — or you will be useless.

But just because you have silenced a memory does not mean you are free of it.