An Unshared Happiness Is Not Happiness.

How Wonderful To Be Alive, He Thought. But Why Does It Always Hurt?

In This Era Of World Wars, In This Atomic Age, Values Have Changed. We Have Learned That We Are Guests Of Existence, Travelers Between Two Stations. We Must Discover Security Within Ourselves.

They Don't Ask Much Of You. They Only Want You To Hate The Things You Love And To Love The Things You Despise.

But The Division In Him Was A Sorrow And A Torment, And He Became Accustomed To It Only As One Gets Used To An Unhealed And Frequently Reopened Wound.

Good-bye... Why Am I Hemorrhaging ?