But love, honest love, requires empathy. It is a sharingโof joy, of pain, of laughter, and of tears. Honest love makes oneโs soul a reflection of the partnerโs moods. And as a room seems larger when it is lined with mirrors, so do the joys become amplified. And as the individual items within the mirrored room seem less acute, so does pain diminish and fade, stretched thin by the sharing. That is the beauty of love, whether in passion or friendship. A sharing that multiplies the joys and thins the pains.
R. A. SalvatoreI've always been a fighter. If you tell me I can't, I'll die trying to prove you wrong.
R. A. SalvatoreIs yours an honest lament? ... Most are not, you know. Most self-imposed burdens are founded on misperceptions. We - at least we of sincere character - always judge ourselves by stricter standards than we expect others to abide by. It is a curse, I suppose, or a blessing, depending on how one views it... Take it as a blessing, my friend, an inner calling that forces you to strive to unattainable heights.
R. A. Salvatore