No One Knows The Author Of Memoir

Some People Have Difficulty Telling The Difference Between Something Great And Something They've Simply Heard Of.

A Mind Troubled By Doubt Cannot Focus On The Course Of Victory.

The Heart Dies A Slow Death, Shedding Each Hope Like Leaves Until One Day There Are None. No Hopes. Nothing Remains.

We Human Beings Have A Remarkable Way Of Growing Accustomed To Things.

We Can Never Flee The Misery That Is Within Us.