It's not what happens to us that defines us. It's what we choose to do with what happens to us that defines us.

The long days seduce all thought away, and we lie like the lizards in the sun, postponing our lives indefinitely.

There was a point that I stopped crying. It's not just because I didn't feel pain anymore, not because I didn't feel sorrow. It was just to keep going. I mean, it just was to survive, to live.

We can choose to allow our experiences to hold us back, and to not allow us to become great or achieve greatness in this life. Or we can allow our experiences to push us forward, to make us grateful for every day we have and to be all the more thankful for those who are around us.

Life is a journey for us all. We all face trials. We all have ups and downs. All of us are human. But we are also the masters of our fate. We are the ones who decide how we are going to react to life.

You will always have value and nothing can change that.

Knowing it can always get worse, I try to be grateful for whatever good I have.