“ Only when you are willing to look at the horror of who you are, the beauty of who you are can be nurtured ”
If you use the horror of who you are as manure, the beauty of who you could be could flower.
If something in you blossoms, people are willing to overlook all the thorns that are there in you.
I don't think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.