Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all. |

If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be. |

To understand all is to forgive all. |

There's only one great evil in the world today. Despair. |