Creative minds have always been known to survive any kind of bad training.

Children usually do not blame themselves for getting lost.

How one can live without being able to judge oneself, criticize what one has accomplished, and still enjoy what one does, is unimaginable to me.

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!

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

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

If I have a stupid day, everything looks wrong to me.