It Is Only In Our Decisions That

I’ve Dropped Out Of Their Hearts Like A Little Sparrow Fallen From Its Nest. So Gather Me Up, Dear, Fold Me To Your Heart – And You’ll See How Nice I Can Be.

One Cannot Become A Saint When One Works Sixteen Hours A Day.

Your Judgement Judges You And Defines You

Everything Comes To Us From Others. To Be Is To Belong To Someone.

The More Absurd Life Is, The More Insupportable Death Is.