The human face is, after all, nothing more nor less than a mask.
Curious things, habits. People themselves never knew they had them.
Never tell all you know—not even to the person you know best.
Where do one's fears come from? Where do they shape themselves? Where do they hide before coming out into the open?
Hate doesn't last. Love does.
I'm sure you have a theme: the theme of your life. You can embellish it or desecrate it, but it's your theme, and as long as you follow it, you will experience harmony and peace of mind.