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I Will Be Able To Love Above All Discontentment. To Give Even When I Am Stripped Of Everything. To Dry Tears Even When I Am Still Crying. To Believe Even When I Am Discredited.

The More Violent The Storm, The Quicker It Passes.

But How To Explain Suffering Because Of A Man? It's Not Explainable. With That Kind Of Suffering, A Person Feels As If They're In Hell, Because There Is No Nobility, No Greatness - Only Misery.

Just As Your Hand Has The Power To Hide The Sun, Mediocrity Has The Power To Hide Your Inner Light. Do Not Blame Others For Your Own Incompetence.

The Warrior Knows That He Is Free To Choose His Desires, And He Makes These Decisions With Courage, Detachment, And - Sometimes - With Just A Touch Of Madness.