Sometimes this silence of ours is deafening. Every now & then I can’t help but pluck the strings just to hear a sound, any sound of we.
The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.
|—||Elie Wiesel (via thelittlephilosopher)|
In celebration of Charles Schulz…