I Think Men Who Can Cry Are

I Have A Great Amount Of Confidence And Faith In My Abilities To Write. There Are Other Areas Of My Life Where I'm Not As Confident, And Have Not As Much Faith, But When It Comes Down To Writing And Working, I Don't Worry About It. I Trust Myself To Get It Right.

I Turn And I Slowly Walk Away And I Don't Look Back. It Has Always Been A Fault Of Mine, But It Is The Way I Am. I Never Look Back. Never.

Pain Is The Feeling. Suffering Is The Effect The Pain Inflicts. If One Can Endure Pain, One Can Live Without Suffering. If One Can Withstand Pain, One Can Withstand Anything. If One Can Learn To Control Pain, One Can Learn To Control Oneself.

The Past Doesn't Matter. People Cling To It Because It Allows Them To Ignore The Present.

My Life Has Been Like All The Lives, Long And Hard And Full Of Sadness And Confusion And Horror, A Frightening, Difficult Dream Punctuated By Brief Moments Of Joy. And As Is The Case With All People's Lives, The Moments Of Joy Are Never Often Enough And Never Long Enough.