When the truth is dispensed it is for the good of all, always. — Molly Friedenfeld, The Book of Simple Human Truths
When the truth is dispensed it is for the good of all, always. — Molly Friedenfeld, The Book of Simple Human Truths
When the truth is dispensed it is for the good of all, always. — Molly Friedenfeld, The Book of Simple Human Truths
When the truth is dispensed it is for the good of all, always. — Molly Friedenfeld, The Book of Simple Human Truths
When the truth is dispensed it is for the good of all, always. — Molly Friedenfeld, The Book of Simple Human Truths
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When the truth is dispensed it is for the good of all, always.

— Molly Friedenfeld, The Book of Simple Human Truths
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