" Have you ever had a flaw of some sort, a hurt that you carried with you? You cursed it and fretted over it and longed to cast it aside, and yet you secretly caressed it and held it close lest it should slip away. For that weakness defined you; you took strength from it. With it, you knew who you were; without it, who could say what you would be? "
*Never argue with a fool. He may be doing the same thing*