I Love Germany So Much I'm Glad

The Arrogance Of Poets Is Only A Defense; Doubt Gnaws The Greatest Among Them; They Need Our Testimony To Escape Despair.

Where Does Discipline End? Where Does Cruelty Begin? Somewhere Between These, Thousands Of Children Inhabit A Voiceless Hell.

Did You Ever Have A Conversation With Someone Who Misunderstood Everything You Had To Say? It's Exhausting, And The Ironic Part Is That The More You Try And Explain Yourself, The More Mixed Up Things Become. Your Best Friend Knows When You're Kidding, Venting, And Tired. He Or She Knows You And Therefore Doesn't Read Into The Things You Say.

We Are, All Of Us, Molded And Remolded By Those Who Have Loved Us, And Though That Love May Pass, We Remain None The Less Their Work--a Work That Very Likely They Do Not Recognize, And Which Is Never Exactly What They Intended.

No Love, No Friendship, Can Cross The Path Of Our Destiny Without Leaving Some Mark On It Forever.