Now At Last I Know Why I

There Is Always The Other Side, Always.

Have All Beautiful Things Sad Destinies?

You Imagine The Carefully Pruned, Shaped Thing That Is Presented To You Is Truth. That Is Just What It Isn't. The Truth Is Improbable, The Truth Is Fantastic; It's In What You Think Is A Distorting Mirror That You See The Truth.

Human Beings Are Struggling, And So They Are Egoists. But It's Wrong To Say That They Are Wholy Cruel - It's A Deformed View.

I Found When I Was A Child That If I Put The Hurt Into Words, It Would Go.