When He Has Lost All Hope, All

I've Long Stopped Worrying About Who Invented Whom - God Man Or Man God.

And If There's Love, You Can Do Without Happiness Too. Even With Sorrow, Life Is Sweet.

He Seemed, Indeed, To Accept Everything Without The Least Condemnation Though Often Grieving Bitterly.

I Wanted To Pray For An Hour, But I Keep Thinking And Thinking, And Always Sick Thoughts, And My Head Aches - What Is The Use Of Praying? - It's Only A Sin! It Is Strange, Too, That I Am Not Sleepy: In Great, Too Great Sorrow, After The First Outbursts One Is Always Sleepy. Men Condemned To Death, They Say, Sleep Very Soundly On The Last Night. And So It Must Be, It Si The Law Of Nature, Otherwise Their Strength Would Not Hold Out... I Lay Down On The Sofa But I Did Not Sleep...

If He's Honest, He'll Steal; If He's Human, He'll Murder; If He's Faithful, He'll Deceive.