You could say in a vulgar Freudian way that I am the unhappy child who escapes into books. Even as a child I was most happy being alone. This has not changed.
What if the Soviet intervention was a blessing in disguise? It saved the myth...
But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave...
A comfortable house is a great source of happiness. It ranks immediately after health and a good conscience.
