...I was vowing never again to show pain, or accept, or forgive, or give satisfaction, or feel deeply, or love.
I would henceforth count on no one and nothing but myself. And so, on a hint from Hollywood and in flight from my pain and confustion, I buried my treasure and decimated the powers that people the City of the HeartIn closing myself off to protect myself, I damaged myself in ways I couldn't forsee at the time...but my vow helped me to survive, and Thank God, I made it. My vow was the deepest and most enduring of self-punishments
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