How Can One Know Anything At All

How Can One Know Anything At All About People?

A First Visit To A Madhouse Is Always A Shock.

The Horrors Of War, Pale Beside The Loss Of A Mother

We Are Aware Only Of The Empty Space In The Forest, Which Only Yesterday Was Filled With Trees.

Everything Becomes So Problematic Because Of Basic Faults: From A Discontent With Myself.