We All Live With The Objective Of

I've Found That There Is Always Some Beauty Left -- In Nature, Sunshine, Freedom, In Yourself; These Can All Help You.

Why Can't People Live With Each Other In Peace? Why Must Everything Be Destroyed? Why Must People Go Hungry While Surplus Food Elsewhere In The World Rots Away? Oh Why Must People Be So Crazy?

We’re All Alive, But We Don’t Know Why Or What For; We’re All Searching For Happiness; We’re All Leading Lives Which Are Different And Yet The Same.

I Want To Go On Living Even After My Death! And Therefore I Am Grateful To God For This Gift, This Possibility Of Developing Myself And Of Writing, Of Expressing All That Is In Me. I Can Shake Off Everything If I Write; My Sorrows Disappear; My Courage Is Reborn. But, And That Is The Great Question, Will I Ever Be Able To Write Anything Great, Will I Ever Become A Journalist Or A Writer?

Because Only Then Does One Feel That All Is As It Should Be And That God Wishes To See People Happy, Amidst The Simple Beauty Of Nature. I Firmly Believe That Nature Brings Solace In All Troubles.