"I have, as when the sun doth light a storm,
Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile:
But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladness,
Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness."
--Shakespeare: Troilus and Cressida


Though trying to be understanding and supportive, tears still fell.

Song for the Evening:
Andante Religioso - Edvard Grieg
The music that has always calmed my soul.