It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.
“I can do it!” he shouted at the figure across the room. “All my life you've been holding me back, beating me down—I've had it!” “Why? Why can't you just let me be? I could really be somebody,” he continued, now in a pleading voice.
For a while he was quiet except for the sound of his own deep breathing. He just stared at what he now realized was his ultimate adversary. The figure was still; it said nothing. “Oh, God,” he sighed. He shifted his gaze to the bright lights of the city below. Beginning to see the possibilities for his life, he felt a surge of excitement, of potential purpose, go through his every fiber. ...