Let us lose none of their humble words, let us note their slightest gestures, and tell me, tell me that we will think of them together, now and later, when we realise the misery of the times and the magnitude of their sacrifice.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I have always held firmly to the thought that each one of us can do a little to bring some portion of misery to an end.
May we not succumb to thoughts of violence and revenge today, but rather to thoughts of mercy and compassion. We are to love our enemies that they might be returned to their right minds.
One feels as if it could never, never be less. And yet all griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time.
As we wander, grieving, in yet another dark moment, amid our pain we must struggle to remember the redemptive power of love and hope.
Before we set our hearts too much upon anything, let us examine how happy they are, who already possess it.
When we create hope and opportunity in the lives of others, we allow love, decency and promise to triumph over cowardice and hate.
We all have that burning question about what happens if we lose somebody we love, especially if we lose them tragically. We wonder what fear was going on, we wonder if we could have reached out and touched them, held their hand, looked in their eyes, been there.
Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.
All we will ever know and share about love, humility, compassion, and sacrifice - the secrets that will reveal and then resolve old sorrows - awaits us within ourselves.
Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.