All Those Who Try To Unveil The

I Love Your Silences, They Are Like Mine.

It Is Easy To Love And There Are So Many Ways To Do It.

Big Business And Politics Are Twins, They Are The Monsters Who Kill Everything, Corrupt Everything.

I Only Regret That Everybody Wants To Deprive Me Of The Journal, Which Is The Only Steadfast Friend I Have, The Only One Which Makes My Life Bearable, Because My Happiness With Human Beings Is So Precarious, My Confiding Moods Rare, And The Least Sign Of Non-interest Is Enough To Silence Me. In The Journal I Am At Ease.

I Love Man As Creator, Lover, Husband, Friend, But Man The Father I Do Not Trust. I Do Not Believe In Man As Father. I Do Not Trust Man As Father.