I think I have a strange relationship with time. I'm not really aware of that time passing. I don't feel that I'm wasteful with time. But I'm not aware of it passing.
It's a source of great sadness to me that my father died without having seen...
I feel an intense intimacy with those who have this loathing interest in me....
When wealth is lost nothing is lost when health is lost something is lost when character is lost all is lost.
