I Am Suspicious Of Guilt In Myself

Things Start Out As Hopes And End Up As Habits.

Lonely. I Always Thought Loneliness Meant Alone, Without People. It Means Something Else.

Most People Coming Out Of War Feel Lost And Resentful. What Had Been A Minute-to-minute Confrontation With Yourself, Your Struggle With What Courage You Have Against Discomfort, At The Least, And Death At The Other End, Ties You To The People You Have Known In The War And Makes For A Time Others Seem Alien And Frivolous.

Statisticians Do It With Confidence, Frequency And Variation

Nobody Knows What You Want Except You. And Nobody Will Be As Sorry As You If You Don't Get It. Wanting Some Other Way To Live Is Proof Enough Of Deserving It. Having It Is Hard Work, But Not Having It Is Sheer Hell.