Death Has To Be Waiting At The

One Cannot Weep For The Entire World, It Is Beyond Human Strength. One Must Choose.

Tragedy Is Clean, It Is Restful, It Is Flawless.

Saintliness Is Also A Temptation.

Our Entire Life, With Our Fine Moral Code And Our Precious Freedom, Consists Ultimately In Accepting Ourselves As We Are.

Life Is A Child Playing Round Your Feet, A Tool You Hold Firmly In Your Grip, A Bench You Sit Down Upon In The Evening, In Your Garden.