Fatigue dulls the pain, but awakes enticing thoughts of death. So! tha >>
To forgive oneself? No, that doesn't work: we have to be forgiven. But >>
I don't know Who -- or what -- put the question, I don't know when it >>
A man whose mind feels that it is captive would prefer to blind himsel >>
I don't know Who -- or what -- put the question, I don't know when it >>
The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day daw >>
I don't know Who -- or what -- put the question, I don't know when it was put. I don't even remember answering. But at some moment I did answer Yes to Someone --or Something --and from that hour I was certain that existence is meaningful and that, therefore, my life, in self-surrender, had a goal.