It's gotta come from somewhere, right? I guess for me it comes from Dante, at least partially. I studied him for an entire semester and came to the conclusion that there exists no writer more talented...at least to me. He taught me to take the hardest moments and hardest feelings in life and turn them into something great. Dante was exiled from his home and spent a good portion of his life writing The Divine Comedy...a work that upon studying, one realizes that only a man put through the pain of being exiled could write a masterpiece such as that. He took the horrible things he went through and taught everyone that read his work how to get through the journey of self-doubt. You look back at what things made you, you and then build. A lot of times certain terrible memories have crafted you into the person you've become and you have to reconcile with those and move past them. You must go through hell to get to paradise.
This is a picture of yours truly in front of a statue of Dante (il Sommo Poeta) in his home town of Florence, Italy.

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