Tolerance Has Its Limits, Kindness Its Boundaries
You push me, I step back.
You push again, I step back once more.
You keep pushing—then I will fight back with all my strength.
I know that wealth and long life are governed by fate, beyond my control.
But integrity and courage—these I choose for myself.
A petty person will not change because you yield.
Evil in this world is often bred by the weak who tolerate too much.
I once believed the world was vast enough to ignore pettiness.
Now I understand: if kindness cannot awaken conscience,
let fear be the lesson.
When patience is exhausted, there is no need to endure.