Don't condemn me, remember rather that sometimes I, too, can reach the bursting point.
I think a lot, but I don't say much.
I... keep trying to find a way to become what I'd like to be and what I could be if... if only there were no other people in the world.
Ordinary people don't know how much books can mean to someone who's cooped up.
It won't take long before I explode with pent-up rage.
I don't want to have lived in vain like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death!