— Gaby, these pictures have to be wholesome. They gotta say 'these people will do a great job raising a child.
— So?
— So, you're topless.
— Yeah, but it's St. Barts and your hands are covering my naughty parts.
— Do you mean the hand that's holding the tequila shot, or the one that's holding the Cuban cigar?
The opposite of love isn't hate. It's indifference. And if you hate me, that means you still care, and we're still connected... and I still have a chance to set you right.
It’s a shocking moment for each of us. That moment we realize we are all alone in this world. The family we take for granted could one day abandon us. The husband we trust so implicitly might betray us. The daughter we love so deeply perhaps won’t return to us. And then we could end up all by ourselves. Of course, some see great value in going it alone.
In a world full of darkness, we all need some kind of light. Whether it's a great flame that shows us how to win back what we've lost. Or a powerful beacon intended to scare away potential monsters. Or a few glowing bulbs that reveal to us the hidden truths of our past. We all need something to help us get through the night. Even if it's just the tiniest glimmer of hope.