Desires, Memories, Fears, Passions Form Labyrinths In

...i Had To Point At Hanna. But The Finger I Pointed At Her Turned Back To Me. I Had Loved Her. I Tried To Tell Myself That I Had Known Nothing Of What She Had Done When I Chose Her. I Tried To Talk Myself Into The State Of Innocence In Which Children Love Their Parents. But Love Of Our Parents Is The Only Love For Which We Are Not Responsible. ...and Perhaps We Are Responsible Even For The Love We Feel For Our Parents.

Does Everyone Feel This Way? When I Was Young, I Was Perpetually Overconfident Or Insecure. Either I Felt Completely Useless, Unattractive, And Worthless, Or That I Was Pretty Much A Success, And Everything I Did Was Bound To Succeed. When I Was Confident, I Could Overcome The Hardest Challenges. But All It Took Was The Smallest Setback For Me To Be Sure That I Was Utterly Worthless. Regaining My Self-confidence Had Nothing To Do With Success...whether I Experienced It As A Failure Or Triumph Was Utterly Dependent On My Mood.

Now To Escape Involves Not Just Running Away, But Arriving Somewhere.

We Make Our Own Truths And Lies....truths Are Often Lies And Lies Truths.

I'm Not Frightened. I'm Not Frightened Of Anything. The More I Suffer, The More I Love. Danger Will Only Increase My Love. It Will Sharpen It, Forgive Its Vice. I Will Be The Only Angel You Need. You Will Leave Life Even More Beautiful Than You Entered It. Heaven Will Take You Back And Look At You And Say: Only One Thing Can Make A Soul Complete And That Thing Is Love.