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That's the difficulty in these times: ideals, dreams, and
cherished hopes rise within us, only to meet the horrible truth and be
shattered.
It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death. [Author]. |