You have been insulted, and you have been beaten...and yet you have refused to let any of it hurt you where it really mattered: on the inside. You are indeed a stone. You withstand the waves and winds...
The real question is why you still believe in that invisible god when a true one stands before you?
You're seeing yourself as having missed the target already. That's your fear. That's hurting you. But then you got yourself seeing all your shots being bulls eyes. That's your confidence. It's making...
I suppose a human's carriage is a dwarf's bus.
I have not met this person, and yet I hate him more than anything, for in him is everything I hate.
You do not realize what can happen when you liberate a mind from what society calls reason.
