The Horrors Of War, Pale

My Different Personalities Leave Me In Peace Now.

We Are Aware Only Of The Empty Space In The Forest, Which Only Yesterday Was Filled With Trees.

Who Promised You That Only For Joy Were You Brought To This Earth?

What I Have Always Wanted For Myself Is Much More Primitive. It Is Probably Nothing More Than The Affection Of The People With Whom I Am In Contact, And Their Good Opinion Of Me.

If Some Longing Goes Unmet, Don't Be Astonished. We Call That Life.