Life and its troubles, life and its pleasantness, life and its difficulties, life and its decency. An existence with its such countless benefits, Life with its such countless detriments.
Now and then, when life's issues come thumping on our entryway, we want to flee from life, we want to vanish absolutely and not confronting it any longer, however yet there is no place to rush to, we need to remain.
In any case life is so all good, by giving us an alternative, a choice implied for just the defeatist. A choice to run. Just the weaklings run from life, just the quitters vanishes when the issues of life come thumping, just they take the dangerous alternative life has given.
For as numerous that is as yet remaining steadfast, in any event, when the issues become excessively. For as numerous that are as yet moving, even despite troubles and sadness. For as numerous that haven't permitted the difficulties of life to clear them away.