I doubt you can understand the magnitude of the stupidity in your statement

Nobody tells us how to be men. We just are.

One pretty woman means fun at the dance. Two pretty women means trouble in the house. Three pretty women means run at the hills.

She understood his eyes, colder than winter's heart. A man who knew he was dead and couldn't make himself care; you are spared that. Mashiara. His lost love.

Death comes to us all; we can only choose how to face it when it comes.

Only a battle lost is sadder than a battle won.

Do not trouble trouble till trouble troubles you.