Even Paranoids Have Real Enemies.

How The False Truths Of The Years Of Youth Have Passed!have Passed At Full Speed Like Trains Which Never Stoppedthere Where I Stood And Waited, Hardly Aware,how Little I Knew, Or Which Of Them Was The Oneto Mount And Ride To Hope Or Where True Hope Arrives.

Time Is The School In Which We Learn, Time Is The Fire In Which We Burn.

I Always Cause Those Who Are Near To Me More Suffering Than Pleasure.

I Am A Book I Neither Wrote Nor Read.

Even Paranoids Have Real Enemies.