Where There Is Hope...there Is Life

Sometimes I'm So Deeply Buried Under Self-reproaches That I Long For A Word Of Comfort To Help Me Dig Myself Out Again.

The Question Is Very Understandable, But No One Has Found A Satisfactory Answer To It So Far. Yes, Why Do They Make Still More Gigantic Planes, Still Heavier Bombs And, At The Same Time, Prefabricated Houses For Reconstruction? Why Should Millions Be Spent Daily On The War And Yet There's Not A Penny Available For Medical Services, Artists, Or For Poor People? Why Do Some People Have To Starve, While There Are Surpluses Rotting In Other Parts Of The World? Oh, Why Are People So Crazy?

There's Only One Rule You Need To Remember: Laugh At Everything And Foget Everybody Else! It Sound Egotistical, But It's Actually The Only Cure For Those Suffering From Self-pity.

I Must Uphold My Ideals, For Perhaps The Time Will Come When I Shall Be Able To Carry Them Out.

Thinking About The Suffering Of Those You Hold Dear Can Reduce You To Tears; In Fact, You Could Spend The Whole Day Crying.