If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life.
We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.
A first visit to a madhouse is always a shock.
My different personalities leave me in peace now.
We live trapped, between the churned-up and examined past and a future that waits for our work.
Sometimes the most beautiful thing is precisely the one that comes unexpectedly and unearned, hence something given truly as a present.