Nothing Is As Bleak As The Future,

Passion Can Quickly Slip To Jealousy, Or Even Hatred.

Sometimes We Get Through Adversity Only By Imagining What The World Might Be Like If Our Dreams Should Ever Come True.

Adversity Is Like A Strong Wind. I Don't Mean Just That It Holds Us Back From Places We Might Otherwise Go. It Also Tears Away From Us All But The Things That Cannot Be Torn, So That Afterward We See Ourselves As We Really Are.

Now I Know That Our World Is No More Permanent Than A Wave Rising On The Ocean. Whatever Our Struggles And Triumphs, However We May Suffer Them, All Too Soon They Bleed Into A Wash, Just Like Watery Ink On Paper.

My Feelings Of Disgust Had Been So Loud Within Me, They’d Nearly Drowned Out Everything Else.