“The real sorrow of human life is that we feel. That’s our affliction. That’s why I wanted to walk for months on a trail through the woods. The world and its people are too much for me. I am crushed between empathy and impotence. I don’t think I’m important - not at all. In fact, I am embarrassingly insubstantial. Then why was I given this heart? It is so much more than I need.”
— Sep 06, 2025 07:47PM
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