The universe remains dark. We are animals struck by catastrophe.
Commitment is an act, not a word.
your judgement judges you and defines you
Never have I thought that I was the happy possessor of a "talent;" my sole concern has been to save myself by work and faith.
Handing over a bank note is enough to make a bicycle belong to me, but my entire life is needed to realize this possession.
Is there really nothing, nothing left of me?