True, I Have Raped History, But It

The Wretched And Miserable Should Turn To Their Saviour First, Yet They Do Not Hope In Him Until All Other Hope Is Exhausted.

We’ll Go Where The Air Is Pure, Where All Sounds Are Soothing, Where, No Matter How Proud One May Be, One Feels Humble And Finds Oneself Small- In Short, We’ll Go To The Sea. I Love The Sea As One Loves A Mistress And I Long For Her When I Haven’t Seen Her For Some Time

I Am Hungry, Feed Me; I Am Bored, Amuse Me.

We Are Always In A Hurry To Be Happy...; For When We Have Suffered A Long Time, We Have Great Difficulty In Believing In Good Fortune.

Sometimes One Has Suffered Enough To Have The Right To Never Say: I Am Too Happy.