I Stopped Loving My Father A Long

You Marry The Day You Realize The Human Defects Of Your Love.

He Was Now In That State Of Fire That She Loved. She Wanted To Be Burnt.

I Despise My Own Hypersensitiveness, Which Requires So Much Reassurance. It Is Certainly Abnormal To Crave So Much To Be Loved And Understood.

I Can Elect Something I Love And Absorb Myself In It.

I Palliate The Sufferings Of Others. Yes I See Myself As Softening The Blows, Dissolving Acids, Neutralizing Poisons, Every Moment Of The Day. I Try To Fulfill The Wishes Of Others, To Perform Miracles. I Exert Myself Performing Miracles.