“You know, the biggest lie they teach you, is to never give up.”
“Why?”
“Well, once upon a time, there was a miner. He was youthful, handsome, and strong. One day, He chanced upon a piece of rock, and could see something gleaming through a crack in it. So he picked and axed in the dark mines, but the stone just wouldn’t give in. He spent days, months, years, centuries, even. Alas, the stone broke, the diamond was obtained. The meagre chunk barely fit in his palm. And in it, he saw an old haggard, worn, lifeless person staring back.”
“But, why didn’t anybody help him?”
“Because he wanted the diamond all for himself.”
“Didn’t he have work? A family to attend to? In this case, his horribleness and selfishness drove him to this. Which means that it kind of complements his tragic ending, see this wouldn’t—“
“Shhh….Just remember the story.”
