How Lovely To Think That No One

Where There Is Hope...there Is Life

In Spite Of Everything I Still Believe That People Are Really Good At Heart. I Simply Can't Build Up My Hopes On A Foundation Consisting Of Confusion, Misery And Death.

I Want Friends, Not Admirers. People Who Respect Me For My Character And My Deeds, Not My Flattering Smile. The Circle Around Me Would Be Much Smaller, But What Does That Matter, As Long As They're Sincere?

I Looked Up In The Sky And Trusted In God.

What Is Done Cannot Be Undone, But One Can Prevent It Happening Again