Believe Me; All Evil Comes

It Bothered Me That Whatever Was Waiting Wasn't Waiting For Me

Each Of Us Has A Day .. When He Has To Accept, Finally, The Fact That He Is A Man.

One Cannot Weep For The Entire World, It Is Beyond Human Strength. One Must Choose.

It Is Restful, Tragedy, Because One Knows That There Is No More Lousy Hope Left. You Know You're Caught, Caught At Last Like A Rat With All The World On Its Back. And The Only Thing Left To Do Is Shout - Not Moan, Or Complain, But Yell Out At The Top Of Your Voice Whatever It Was You Had To Say. What You've Never Said Before. What Perhaps You Don't Even Know Till Now.

Obligations, Hatreds, Injuries; What Did I Expect My Memories To Be? I Was Forgetting Remorse. Now I Have A Complete Past.