Victory breeds hatred. The defeated live in pain. Happily the peaceful live, giving up victory and defeat.
The poet is the man who translates the emotions of others into words.
I used to walk down the street like I was a star... I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be - and then to fight so hard for it every day that the lie becomes the truth.
But I came upon a passage that he wrote ,”Grearness,”he wrote,Lies not in being strong,but in the right using for strength.