Who Can Judge Another Man's Suffering?

Let Me Tell You A Few Things About Regret. There Is No End To It. Do You Regret The Beginning Which Ended So Badly, Or Just The Ending Itself?

You Paid For Every Second Of Beauty You Managed To Steal.

A Book's Flaws Make It Less Predictable.

Dawn Has A Way Of Casting A Pall On Any Night Magic.

In A Train...smash. In His Arm Her Last...breath.' He Had Loved Her. But He Hated Himself More. Such Suffering, So Much Pain. And He Thought It Made Him Hateful. As If Suffering Was Shameful, Disgusting, As If Pain Were A Crime. Who Can Judge Another Man's Suffering?