I Will Always Be Haunted By Thoughts

From Every Ruin, Life Springs Up Again And Everything That Dies Is Born Again.

I Am Full Of The Sorrow That Goes With Changes In Surroundings, Those Successive Stages Of Annihilation That Slowly Lead To The Great And Final Void.

The Farther Behind I Leave The Past, The Closer I Am To Forging My Own Character.

I Think It Is Impossible For Human Minds To Think Of Death As A Final, Irrevocable End To Life.

One Must Never Look For Happiness: One Meets It By The Way.