" When a monster grows quiet and crumbles to the ground weeping, you feel sorry for him. You may approach with caution and hope, whispering words of peace. But in the morning he will rise to his full height, roaring and stomping and baring his sharp teeth because he is, after all, a monster. "

― Richelle E. Goodrich , Being Bold: Quotes, Poetry, & Motivations for Every Day of the Year