“The Giver: Her name was Rosemary. She was my daughter. I loved her. Chief Elder: Precision of language. The Giver: Haha! Could not be more precise.”Tagged: Lover, Daughter, precise language
“Chief Elder: [beginning her commencement speech] Beginnings... From disorder and chaos, from great suffering, great pain. From confusion and envy and hatred came a solution: Communities. Serene, beautiful place where disorder became harmony. Jonas: I apologize. [no reply] I apologize? The Giver:…”Tagged: Disorder, Pain, Confusion, communities
“When people have the freedom to choose, they choose wrong—every single time.”Tagged: Freedom, Free Will