Because Of Fear, They Made

The Community Of The Giver Had Achieved At Such Great Price. A Community Without Danger Or Pain. But Also, A Community Without Music, Color Or Art. And Books.

Mama Was Crying, And The Rain Made It Seem As If The Whole World Was Crying.

You Eat Canned Tuna Fish And You Absorb Protein. Then, If You're Lucky, Someone Give You Dover Sole And You Experience Nourishment. It's The Same With Books.

Sometimes I Wish They'd Ask For My Wisdom More Often - There Are So Many Things I Could Tell Them; Things I Wish They Would Change. But They Don't Want Change. Life Here Is So Orderly, So Predictable - So Painless. It's What They've Chosen.

If Everyting's The Same, Then There Aren't Any Choices! I Want To Wake Up In The Morning And Decide Things!" (jonas) "it's The Choosing That's Imortant, Isn't It?" The Giver Asked Him.