mole

When I consider, it’s easy. In the end it’s a question of will. I must muddle through. As long as I do that, it’s all right,

What, I wondered, did he mean by “society”? The plural of human beings? Where was the substance of this thing called “society”? I had spent my whole life thinking that society must certainly be something powerful, harsh and severe, but to hear Horiki talk made the words “Don’t you mean yourself?” come to the tip of my tongue. But I held the words back, reluctant to anger him. Society won’t stand for it. It’s not society. You’re the one who won’t stand for it—right? If you do such a thing society will make you suffer for it. It’s not society. It’s you, isn’t it? Before you know it, you’ll be ostracized by society. It’s not society. You’re going to do the ostracizing, aren’t you?

Of the many human vices, none is more vicious than resentment…Resentment is, as it were, the mother of a whole brood of vices. Suspicion, jealousy, fear, cowardice are all its offspring.

And once again, today I ventured to the beach Beneath the frightening stare to slump against a rock And dreamily stare away as my worries surface The waves begin to pound in my chest no less

I see how you are suffering, and I want to suffer with you - I want to suffer more and more deeply.

I was never envious of anyone, never wished to become like someone else; never afraid of blame, nor anxious for praise. I was simply independent.