Personal Writing: Nothing Can Bring You Peace But Yourself "Nothing can bring you peace but yourself." I am thinking about the time when my best friend died, and when I stopped being myself and my It happened maybe two or three years ago. The day is very clear in my memory. The weather was cold and nasty. The monotonous rain made everything outside look gray. I was at home, waiting for my girlfriend to arrive. I was sitting on the couch drinking hot tea and feeling warm and cozy. My dog was there too, I remember. We were watching a talk show, but I was not paying much attent