We daydreamers, drifting on delusion, fantasy and nightmares with hearts that belong to dust and travelling winds, must find solace in our reveries. We nowhere men.
When the pain has a purpose, it's not so bad to accept. Most pain isn't a choice.
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Will fades when purpose is forgotten. No matter the oaths with which we bind ourselves, they lose all meaning when the context of their binding is lost. There is no strength of will nor faith nor purpose that can surpass the nature of our being. There are circumstances in which anyone will break, and must, for it is the only thing that can be done.