i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace (джен)

The first thing you hear are stories, and the second thing you hear is lies. Truth is always buried in a different grave. One difference, and all you hear are echoes.
Here’s another story for your consideration:
The general breaks his sword, and becomes something worse than that.
The shoemaker writes the essay, but finds it’s hell on earth to be heavenly.
The brother loses his family, and loses himself along the way.