Capable of surviving blow after blow; of carrying on irrespective of the rudest shocks, irreparable losses, the most debilitating setbacks, the most devastating heartbreak; stubborn enough to stay even when the will is lost...and then, fragile and flimsy and submissive enough to be whisked away when it is time, no matter how unjustified or untimely the end may be. Smiling, laughing, breathing now...cold and empty when it goes. Life may as well be called Contradiction.