The right way to be a man is simple.
The right way is to protect those around us.
The right way is to be brave. (Against physically scary things like spiders and stuff, not emotions.)
The right way is to sacrifice to bring the money in.
The right way is to make sure everything is running smoothly.
The right way is not to be sad. The right way is to appear strong so others will people respect you.
The right way is to always have an answer. The right way sees the world as good or bad, black or white, right or wrong.
What if there was no right way? What if there was just your way?
What if you could protect your family by showing them your human side? What if you knew how to really show them how much you love them?
What if you loved yourself? What if you knew what you really wanted in life, not just what you were meant to want?
What if it was OK to be scared?
What if facing your fears is the only way to do something that matters?
Craw looked at the others, all with heads bowed. All except Whirrun, who was arching back, hugging the Father of Swords in his folded arms, letting the rain patter on his tongue.
Craw was a little annoyed by that, and a little jealous of it. He wished he was known as a madman and didn’t have to go through the empty routines.
But there’s a right way of doing things, and for him there was no dodging it.
– Curnden Craw, viagra with priligy by Joe Abercrombie