Sometimes it grieves me that I have never loved anyone. I don't think I've ever been loved either. It really distresses me.
The truth is: I do not know... I seek... I have not yet found. Only with this in mind can I feel alive and look at you without shame.
Don't be like me. Salvation doesn't lie within four walls. I'm too serious to be a dilettante and too much a dabbler to be a professional. Even the most miserable life is better than a sheltered existence in an organized society where everything is calculated and perfected