Why did the world go on being so beautiful in spite of the ugliness he had experienced? The lake was beautiful, serenely beautiful. The forest was beautiful, greenly beautiful. Lake and forest, the whole shimmering world was painfully beautiful. He loved this world, but he was too hurt to enjoy it.
Life, Hurt, Beauty
Oh, Life, I am yours. Whatever it is you want of me, I am ready to give.
Life
He was able to love them again, but he loved them now in a wiser way, knowing their weakness.
Love, Friendship
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