Derive Happiness In Oneself From A Good

Derive Happiness In Oneself From A Good Day's Work, From Illuminating The Fog That Surrounds Us.

From Bonheur De Vivre - I Was Thirty-five Then - To This Cut-out - I Am Eighty-two - I Have Not Changed; Not In The Way My Friends Mean Who Want To Compliment Me, No Matter What, On My Good Health, But Because All This Time I Have Looked For The Same Things, Which I Have Perhaps Realized By Different Means.

There's Nothing Clinically Wrong With Me, Only An Emotional Imbalance - I Pass Too Quickly From The Wildest Enthusiasm To The Blackest Despair.

I Am Unable To Distinguish Between The Feeling I Have For Life And My Way Of Expressing It.

Would Not It Be Best To Leave Room To Mystery?