Ovid:
Quin nunc quoque frigidus artus, dum loquor, horror habet, parsque est meminisse doloris -
Even now while I tell it, cold horror envelops me and my pains return the minute I think of it. We can never escape the pain of our pasts, or the flash backs that assault us when we dare to let our thoughts drift unattended, but we can choose to not let it ruin the future we, alone, can build for ourselves.
- from the dedication page of Sherrilyn Kenyon's Born of Silence
For better or worse, our pasts and experiences are what define us. But they don't have to rule us. ~ Nero