Go outsideamidst the simple beauty of natureand know that as long as places like this exist, there will be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be.

At any rate, Daddy usually comes to my defence. Without him I wouldn't be able to stick out here.

Sleep makes the silence and the terrible fear go by more quickly, helps pass the time, since it's impossible to kill.

There's only one rule you need to remember: laugh at everything and foget everybody else! It sound egotistical, but it's actually the only cure for those suffering from self-pity.

Why can't people live with each other in peace? Why must everything be destroyed? Why must people go hungry while surplus food elsewhere in the world rots away? Oh why must people be so crazy?

I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.

I can't let them see my doubts, or the wounds they've inflicted on me.