Solitary Terror?

Who knows what true loneliness is—not the conventional word, but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion. Now and then a fatal conjunction of events may lift the veil for an instant. For an instant only. No human being could bear a steady view of moral solitude without going mad.

- Joseph Conrad (1857-1924)

I know too little and talk too much. Perhaps I tried to make up for it. I'll leave the complex arguments for the intellectuals who know better. In the meantime, some thoughts:

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same kind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.

- George Eliot (1819-1880)

There may be no universal values, perhaps there never were.

But we have Our values, the ones we share with friends and loves.

I live by those values.

- Me (1989 - the next suicide attempt)