An Unusual Beginning Must Have An Unusual

I Was Ready To Love The Whole World, But No One Understood Me, And I Learned To Hate.

For What Did The Creator Prepare Me,why Did He So Terribly Contradictthe Hopes Of My Youth?

My Love Had Grown One With My Soul; It Became Darker, But Did Not Go Out

Of Two Friends, One Is Always The Slave Of The Other, Although Frequently Neither Acknowledges The Fact To Himself.

Out Of Life's Storm I Carried Only A Few Ideas - And Not One Feeling.