Some flowers for Algernon
Hope for, and then despair from the misunderstanding of You by other people gives way to the realization of the fact that you are always alone. And all living creatures around you, too. The real miracle is not the tricks of preachers, but the fact that sometimes we can talk to each other with real understanding. With or without words, in different languages, gestures, eyes.
Bad Münder am Deister