The winter heres cold and bitter its

The winter here’s cold and bitter, it’s chilled us to the bone. We haven’t seen the sun for weeks, too long too far from home. I feel just like I’m sinking, and I claw for solid ground. I’m pulled down by the undertow, I never thought I could feel so low. Oh darkness I feel like letting go. If all of the strength and all of the courage. Come and lift me from this place. I know I could love you much better than this.

Sarah McLachlan

It is from numberless diverse acts of

It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.

Robert Francis Kenedy