"It's not just other people we need to forgive, Mitch. " He finally whispered, "We also need to forgive ourselves." - Mitch Albom

Courage is confused with picking up arms and cowardness is confused with laying them down.

When you're an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.

He never spoke of that night again, not to your mother, not to anyone else. He was ashamed for her, for Mickey, for himself. In the hospital, he stopped speaking altogether. Silence was his escape, but silence is rarely a refuge. His thoughts still haunted him.'
~pg 139