I Firmly Believe That Nature Brings Solace

And You Can Always, Always, Give Kindness

It Must Be Awful To Feel You're Not Needed.

Everyone Thinks I'm Showing Off When I Talk, Ridiculous When I'm Silent, Insolent When I Answer, Cunning When I Have A Good Idea, Lazy When I'm Tired, Selfish When I Eat One Bite More Than I Should.

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?

The Reason For My Starting A Diary Is That I Have No Real Friend.