In The Very Depths Of Hell, Do

And Then It Was, That Grief And Pain Made Themselves Known To Me As Never Before. Note This, Because I Knew The Full Absurdity Of Fate And Fortune And Nature More Truly Than A Human Can Bear To Know It. And Perhaps The Description Of This, Brief As It Is, May Give Consolation To Another. The Worst Takes Its Time To Come, And Then To Pass. The Truth Is, You Cannot Prepare Anyone For This, Nor Convey An Understanding Of It Through Language. It Must Be Known. And This I Would Wish On No One In The World.

There Is One Purpose To Life And One Only: To Bear Witness To And Understand As Much As Possible Of The Complexity Of The World -- Its Beauty, Its Mysteries, Its Riddles. The More You Understand, The More You Look, The Greater Is Your Enjoyment Of Life And Your Sense Of Peace. That's All There Is To It. Everything Else Is Fun And Games. If An Activity Is Not Grounded In "to Love" Or "to Learn" It Does Not Have Value.

I Was Good And Bad, But Never Wicked.

Do I Believe That People Are Basically Good? Yes, I Do Believe That, And I Trust Buddhists And Hindus And Moslems To Seek The Good And To Want To Live In Peace.

Aren't There Gradations Of Evil? Is Evil A Great Perilous Gulf Into Which One Falls With The First Sin, Plummeting To The Depth?