We do not cry forever. Much as we were when we were once born. We cry because we need to know and feel that we are alive... That we are human... That we love and hurt.

Finding your purpose in life and focusing on it, does make a great deal. Because when you focus yourself to do something that has meaning and gives you joy, then everything falls in place. People come and go, and they can fail you at anytime. And when they fail you, let not blame befall unto them for they, too, have their own reasons and life to live... not yours to control. Ergo, no one really hurts you but yourself.

I realized that when you want to be with someone, never have expectations. It almost always cause a lot of misunderstandings and complicated pain. Perhaps it may just turn to be an unrequited love. And that's what sets you up for no good. Unless, you lead a life you ought to live.

Success doesn't count when you get it from hurting others. Perhaps it never came cheap.

If tears were painful, no one would cry.

The road may be too long, as the eyes could dare see. But trust not the eyes, but your faith. Faith that however long the road may seem to be, the journey is a much better conquest to focus on. And no sooner shall one discovers one's journey's end.