I still check sometimes to see if she cared enough to acknowledge what I said.
. . .
Is the one that lights the stage and then drapes all she knows in darkness. The one you find alone in her tears however, is not an actress at all. What you have found is a handsomely painted mask.
“I know not if this Earth on which I stand is the core of the universe or if it is but a speck of dust lost in eternity. I know not and I care not. For I know what happiness is possible to me on Earth. And my happiness needs no higher aim to vindicate it. My happiness is not the means to any end. It is the end. It is its own goal. It is its own purpose.” -Ayn Rand’s “Anthem”