Yeah, well, who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?

I made such a fool of myself,” she lamented. “Love does not make you a fool.” “He didn’t love me back.” “That does not make you a fool, either.

its hard to see someone in the same pain
You already gone through.

Given a choice, she would rather be the one who was persecuted than the one doing the persecuting-- both had a terrible price to pay, but she would rather endure humiliation and fear than grow numb to what it was to be human.

Written By Ursula Hegi

About us

Featured posts

Featured Topics

Quick Links