Why is life so tragic; so ...

Why is life so tragic; so like a little strip of pavement over an abyss. I look down; I feel giddy; I wonder how I am ever to walk to the end.
Why is life so tragic; so like a little strip of pavement over an abyss. I look down; I feel giddy; I wonder how I am ever to walk to the end.

Quotes from the same author

Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?
Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.
If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine her a person of utmost importance; very various; heroic and mean; splendid and sordid; infinitely beautiful and hideous in the extreme; as great as a man; some think even greater.
King old ladies assure us that cats are often the best judges of character. A cat will always to to a good man, they say.