Most of the kids had been so mentally screwed up by their parents they needed more than twelve weeks of wilderness. They needed reincarnation. To die and just come back as a grasshopper, as a fucking weed. That'd be preferable to the agony they were in just by being alive.

I&#39;ve learned to trust myself, to listen to truth, to not be afraid of it and to not try and hide it.

My dark days made me stronger, sometimes we need these dark days to realize how strong we are in the midst of the struggle.

I’m afraid that if my dream is realized, I’ll have no reason to go on living.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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