Blessed Be Childhood, Which Brings Down Something

Every Life Is A Profession Of Faith.

There Is No Respect For Others Without Humility In One's Self.

Uncertainty Is The Refuge Of Hope.

I Find Myself Regarding Existence As Though From Beyond The Tomb, From Another World; All Is Strange To Me; I Am, As It Were, Outside My Own Body And Individuality; I Am Depersonalized, Detached, Cut Adrift. Is This Madness?

Love Is Faith And One Faith Leads To Another.