Old Women Even Forget How To Love

Am Well. Thinking Of You Always. Love

But Too Many People Now Climb Onto The Cross Merely To Be Seen From A Greater Distance, Even If They Have To Trample Somewhat On The One Who Has Been There So Long.

He Who Despairs Of The Human Condition Is A Coward, But He Who Has Hope For It Is A Fool.

There Are Always Reasons For Murdering A Man. But There Is No Justification For His Existence.

All I Maintain Is That On This Earth There Are Pestilences And There Are Victims, And It's Up To Us, So Far As Possible, Not To Join Forces With The Pestilences. That May Sound Simple To The Point Of Childishness; I Can't Judge If It's Simple, But I Know It's True.