Things Are Not As We Would Like

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

I Was Always Looking Outside Myself For Strength And Confidence But It Comes From Within. It Is There All The Time.

Papa Continually Emphasizes How Much Remains Unexplained. With The Other Psychoanalytic Writers, Everything Is Always So Known And Fixed.

I Am No Longer Afraid To Say Anything.

We Are Imprisoned In The Realm Of Life, Like A Sailor On His Tiny Boat, On An Infinite Ocean.