This Is My Last Message To You:

Your Hand Is Cold, Mine Burns Like Fire. How Blind You Are, Nastenka!

But Try Getting Blindly Carried Away By Your Feelings, Without Reasoning, Without A Primary Cause, Driving Consciousness Away At Least For A Time; Start Hating, Or Fall In Love, Only So As Not To Sit With Folded Arms.

Be Not Forgetful Of Prayer. Every Time You Pray, If Your Prayer Is Sincere, There Will Be New Feeling And New Meaning In It, Which Will Give You Fresh Courage, And You Will Understand That Prayer Is An Education.

But People Will Laugh At All Sorts Of Things.

Trifles, Trifles Are What Matter!