“ A scar had been beaten into his mind which would only heal by experience. ”
You only live twice:Once when you are bornAnd once when you look death in the face
~ Ian Fleming
I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I wouldn’t care, or at least I told myself that I wouldn’t care, because none of them would ever own him—own any larger piece of him than I now did.
He shrugged his shoulders to shift the pain of failure---the pain that is so much greater than the pleasure of success.
If you fail at the large things it means you have not large ambitions. Concentration, focus - that is all. The aptitudes come, the tools forge themselves.
