Paper Has More Patience Than People.

I Simply Can't Build My Hopes On A Foundation Of Confusion, Misery And Death... I Think... Peace And Tranquillity Will Return Again.

In The Long Run, The Sharpest Weapon Of All Is A Kind And Gentle Spirit.

Look At How A Single Candle Can Both Defy And Define The Darkness.

It Won't Take Long Before I Explode With Pent-up Rage.

Sometimes I'm So Deeply Buried Under Self-reproaches That I Long For A Word Of Comfort To Help Me Dig Myself Out Again.