The Horrors Of War, Pale Beside The

Why Do We Go Around Acting As Though Everything Was Friendship And Reliability When Basically Everything Everywhere Is Full Of Sudden Hate And Ugliness?

How Can One Know Anything At All About People?

Sometimes The Most Beautiful Thing Is Precisely The One That Comes Unexpectedly And Unearned, Hence Something Given Truly As A Present.

My Different Personalities Leave Me In Peace Now.

If I Have A Stupid Day, Everything Looks Wrong To Me.