Why do we go around acting as though everything was friendship and reliability when basically everything everywhere is full of sudden hate and ugliness?

Sex is something you do. Sexuality is something you are.

My different personalities leave me in peace now.

Everyone here says in a surprised manner that I have grown... they are so stupid and do not notice that I am standing up straighter!

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

We live trapped, between the churned-up and examined past and a future that waits for our work.

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life.