In that story of yours—the fisherman watching the stars, dying alone—you thought he gave up right?
But he went on living. He lost everyone, but he still got up every morning. He made a life, even if it was alone.
That’s the world. Everything you build, it tears down. Everything you’ve got, it takes—and it’s gone forever. The only choices you get are to lie down and die or keep going.
He kept going. That’s as close to beating the world as anyone gets.
Varric - Dragon Age