Accept loss forever.
Notoriety and public confession in the literary form is a frazzler of the heart you were born with, believe me.
I don't really go out at all.
My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet.
Mankind is like dogs, not gods - as long as you don't get mad they'll bite you - but stay mad and you'll never be bitten. Dogs don't respect humility and sorrow.
