Remain composed regardless. The body may tremble. The heart may ache. But let reason sit above the chaos like a ruler above a restless city. This is strength. This is freedom.
Pain is not the tragedy most men believe it to be. To suffer while remaining governed is rarer than victory itself. Any animal can cry out under hardship. Few can endure it without surrendering their nature.
There is dignity in silent endurance. Not the endurance of pride or performance, but the calm acceptance that suffering is part of existence, not an exception to it.