Be a man, my son, is
depressed in the embers of the fear and keep on walking …
Fencing
is the value of prudence and the burning of caution without twisting the
purpose, without chipping the decision forged in the tenzon, patience, of
reason, experience and meditation …
When you don’t fear the
costume of the forgiveness; the value, my son, is the highest virtue and
confess the blame the supreme value. Not stumped because on the shoulders of
your brother the load, or views to the other the clothes on your error…
And finally, my son.
Don't be troubled that your
dream the guilty conscience that not wane your such of spite abrasive or shake
your boldness before the diversity, do not distort your face never the
hypocrisy and do not touch your hand treason or disloyalty…
My
son, this is what this brief phrase "be a man" means.
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