There were times when I lifted my face to the sky, stretched my arms wide to the winter night, and laughed out loud, so happy was I.The memory of it makes me laugh now, but not from happiness. Be careful what you show the world. You never know when the wolf is watching.Jennifer Donnelly
About This Quote
The idea behind this quote is that we should be careful when we show the world our true selves. When we do, we put our lives in danger and can hurt others in the process. It is the same idea as the saying, “The show must go on.”
Source: Revolution
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