Faith Assuages, Guides, Restores.

He Would Say, "how Funny It Will All Seem, All You've Gone Through, When I'm Not Here Anymore, When You No Longer Feel My Arms Around Your Shoulders, Nor My Heart Beneath You, Nor This Mouth On Your Eyes, Because I Will Have To Go Away Some Day, Far Away..." And In That Instant I Could Feel Myself With Him Gone, Dizzy With Fear, Sinking Down Into The Most Horrible Blackness: Into Death.

I Shed More Tears Than God Could Ever Have Required.

Idle Youth, Enslaved To Everything; By Being Too Sensitive I Have Wasted My Life.

Morality Is The Weakness Of The Mind.

What A Life! True Life Is Elsewhere. We Are Not In The World.