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...
I - and I still consider myself I'm sorry to tell you a Marxist and a...
But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave...
Your thoughts and emotions are yours alone.
I think the idea that you can go this alone is - was a huge mistake. And...
You are forever alone.
Sometimes I feel like one who is on the sidelines who has missed life itself.
