The heaviness of being is generated by the absence of love, that is, by all that you do not love. If you love your cross, it will be light, and if you don't love it, it will be terribly heavy. The point is that you can't throw away your cross, because your cross is your meaning of life. If you try to throw away your cross, you will go mad with pain and become a slave to Vice.
Perfection is a very interesting entity. Perfection is inseparable from goals and objectives. Everyone is perfect in their own business, and imperfect in someone else's. Man is born perfect in order to bear his cross. Everyone has their own cross.
There is no one to envy, everyone suffers the same, but someone else's cross is heavier than his from unaccustomed, and someone else's shoes are squeezed.
In Christianity there is the concept of "carry your cross". And this cross should not be given to anyone. And all assistants who try to help, it is necessary to drive in a neck...
Your cross is like your travel bag, which has everything you need to be able to follow your path. If you give someone your cross, you will lose what you need and so you will perish.
Each has its own cross, someone gold, another silver or iron, the third wooden. Each chooses his own cross and carries the one that he can afford. The heaviest gold, the lightest wood. Therefore, they say that the poor are happier than the rich, it is easier to cross them.
En ruttändring bör inte orsaka en måländring. Tusentals vägar leder till Rom. En förändring i syfte bör inte leda till en förändring av uppdraget. Det som kan göras i Rom kan göras på annat håll.