Pain hardens, and great pain hardens greatly, whatever the comforters say, and suffering does not ennoble, though it may occasionally lend a certain rigid dignity of manner to the suffering frame. – Antonia S. Byatt
When Death hath poured oblivion through my veins, And brought me home, as all are brought, to lie In that vast house, common to serfs and Thanes, I shall not die, I shall not utterly die, For beauty born of beauty– that remains. – Madison Cawein
But when I really look back on my life, being really honest about it and now that Ive got the chance to travel the world, seeing how a lot of little kids grow up – my life wasnt so bad. – Coolio
