I Wish To Go On Living Even

I Never Utter My Real Feelings About Anything. My Lighter, Superficial Side Will Always Be Too Quick For The Deeper Side Of Me, And That's Why It Always Wins.

I'm Currently In The Middle Of A Depression. I Couldn't Really Tell You What Set It Off, But I Think It Stems From My Cowardice, Which Confronts Me At Every Turn.

We Can't Control Our Destiny, But We Can Control Who We Become.

Sometimes I Believe That God Wants To Try Me, Both Now And Later On; I Must Become Good Through My Own Efforts, Without Examples And Without Good Advice.

Because Only Then Does One Feel That All Is As It Should Be And That God Wishes To See People Happy, Amidst The Simple Beauty Of Nature. I Firmly Believe That Nature Brings Solace In All Troubles.