“I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me.”
“I am not a saint or a cripple,I am not a wound; now I will seewhether I am a coward.”
“What am I living for and what am I dying for are the same question.”
“Now that I am dead, I know everything.”
“For years I wanted to be older, and now I am.”
“I am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened.”