Can't remember exactly how it goes, but theres a story about what you wrote. Something like falling into the gutter ans some people will see only trash and mud around them and can't see how to find their way up, and others turn their heads to look at the stars so that even in the lowest place in life, they search for the way out.

At least you're trying to breathe and see the stars....

"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but rising every time we fall." Confucius