Desires, Memories, Fears, Passions Form Labyrinths In

The More I Suffer, The More I Love.

When An Airplane's Engines Fail, It Is Not The End Of The Flight.

So I Was Still Guilty. And If I Was Not Guilty Because One Cannot Be Guilty Of Betraying A Criminal, Then I Was Guilty Of Having Loved A Criminal.

Why Does What Was Beautiful Shatter In Hindsight Because It Concealed Dark Truths?

I Certainly Know German Colleagues In The Us Who Try To Be Americans, Try To Melt Into Americanism, Even Before They Get Married And Become American Citizens. But I've Never Tried That.