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الحقيقة تحرق ولكنها تغلق سرداب الأسئلة للأبد.. سرداب الأسئلة المظلم الذي يتصاعد منه العطن.

الحق أقول لكم إنه كان ظريفاً لطيف المعشر..، وكان يتعامل مع الحياة ببراءة وانبهار يلذان بالنفس، بالاضافة إلي أن روحه كانت أطهر من قطرات المطر.. وأنقي من الثلج الأبيض.

من أخطر الأمور ألا تعرف آثامك.. أن يملأ الكبر نفسك فتتشدق: أنا لم أقترف إثما.. إن في حياتك آثاما أنت أدرى بها مني.. العميان لا يرون الشمس لكنهم يدركونها.. وأنت لست كفيفا ولا غبيا.. فقط أنت مغرور يخدع نفسه.

I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can't help reliving such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year.

I simply don't know what to do; my brain cannot handle any more impressions or thoughts, it can't take in any more, I don't know anything, I don't feel anything, I don't understand anything. I have the feeling that something terrible has happened to me during these months, but I don't know much about it. I don't know anything about the world at all.

And I realize now, more than ever, that I have lost all my best years! And now I know it and feel it more painfully from recognizing that God has sent me you, my good angel, to tell me that and show it.

It has grown dark in the room; his soul is sad and empty; the whole kingdom of fancies drops to pieces about him, drops to pieces without a trace, without a sound, floats away like a dream, and he cannot remember what he was dreaming.

And I do nothing but dream every day that at last I shall meet some one. Oh, if only you knew how often I have been in love in that way....

I don't know how to be silent when my heart is speaking.

From early morning I had been oppressed by a strange despondency. I was lonely, that every one was forsaking me and going away from me.