A smile is the best way to get through a tough situation. Even if it's a fake smile. Surprisingly enough, everyone gets fooled.
(A smile is the best way to deal with difficult situations. Even if it’s a fake one. Used properly, you can fool anyone with them.)
(A smile is the best way to get oneself out of a tight spot, even if it is a fake one. Surprisingly enough, everyone takes it at face value. I read that in a book.)
Our wistful little star
Was far too high
A teardrop kissed your lips
And so did I
Now when I remember spring
And every little lovely thing
I will be remembering
The shadow of your smile
Your lovely smile
Le geôlier est une femme
Dont on est amoureux
Qui peut vous torturer l'âme
Ou bien vous rendre heureux
D'un sourire
D'une caresse
De mille choses
And just hold the smile
Falling in and out of love
Ashamed and proud of
But together all the while.
We made a cruel world. My generation, my parents' generation. Too little caring. Too much hate, anger, and hurt. We talk a good game about protecting our children, but we leave too much on the table that might surely save their lives. Justin Foley died of a disease that, from its inception, thrives in silence. And there are a number of such diseases, a number of ills that thrive when we are silent about them. Because we let our fears, our shame, our twisted moral codes keep us in silence, as death stalks more children. I say, enough. Enough shifting blame. Enough pointing fingers. Enough confusing those who report the demage with those who cause it. Let us remember Justin for his accomplishments on the football field and the basketball court. Let us remember his smile that I am told melted a hundred hearts. But let's also remember his death with sorrow and determination that spur us to action.
Explanation:
Justin was HIV-infected, and without proper therapy, he developed AIDS.
Episode 32