Once you are really alone in life, you stop having the luxury of tears.
You know you are alone, when you begin to refuse to weep.
Yet , it is less the grief of aloneness than the aloneness of grief that staggers the human spirit.
Yet, the essence of the human spirit lies in its ability to rise above the shallowness of being alone.
Sometimes aloneness holds greater strength than human company.
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