Tradition Is Tending The Flame, Not Worshiping

Destiny Smiles Upon Me But Without Making Me The Least Bit Happier.

Life's Been Nothing But Paperwork.

I Have Become A Different Person. I Don't Know Whether This Person Is Better, He Certainly Is Not Happier.

I Live Like A Hottentot. I Cannot Exchange One Sensible Word With Anyone.

But It's Peculiar, As Soon As I Am In The Midst Of Nature And By Myself, Everything That Is Base And Trivial Vanishes Without Trace. On Such Days Nothing Scares Me; And This Helps Me Again And Again.