"If a friend of mine gave a feast, and did not invite me to
it, I should not mind a bit.
but if a friend of mine had a sorrow and refused to
allow me to share it, I should feel it most bitterly.
If he shut the doors of the house of mourning against me,
I would move back again and again and beg to be admitted so that I might share in what I was entitled to share.
If he thought me unworthy, unfit to weep with him,
I should feel it as the most poignant humiliation."
Dedicated to You. Yes.. YOU!