I hadn’t understood at the time. If sinners were so unhappy,why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why.
Without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my past
was my life. ↗
There is a certain animal vitality in most of us which carries us through any trouble but the absolutely overwhelming. Only a fool has no sorrow, only an idiot has no grief - but then only a fool and an idiot will let grief and sorrow ride him down into the grave. ↗
I wept because I could not believe anymore and I love to believe. I can still love passionately without believing. That means I love humanly. I wept because from now on I will weep less. I wept because I have lost my pain and I am not yet accustomed to its absence. ↗