We can make our choices built from love or from fear. Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful. This is hell. Today, in our times, hell must be like this. One cannot think any more, it is like being already dead.
Someone sits down on the ground.
The time passes drop by drop. We are not dead. When one is out of touch with oneself, one cannot touch others. The truth about a man, first of all, what it is he keeps hidden. The three men I admired most, the Father, Son and Holy Ghost, they caught the last train for the coast the day the music died.