I Carry My Awareness Of Defeat Like

I'm Upset By The Happiness Of All These Men Who Don't Know They're Unhappy. Because Of That, Though, I Love Them All. Dear Vegetables!

Given That We Cannot Know All The Elements In A Problem, We Never Can Solve It.

Blessed Are Those Who Entrust Their Lives To No One.

Life Is Whatever We Conceive It To Be.

I Sometimes Think, With A Sad Delight, That If One Day, In A Future I No Longer Belong To, These Sentences, That I Write, Last With Praise, I Will At Last Have The People Who Understand Me, Those Mine, The True Family To Be Born In And Be Loved... I Will Only Be Understood In Effigy, When Affection No Longer Repays The Dead The Unaffection That Was, When Living.