What is existence, but a constant battle of desire versus integrity? Everything has a consequence, even when the righteous decision is made. Who shapes one’s moral code? Most people would say our parents mold our scruples. However, what about the people who never had parents? Who or what determines their value of ethics? Why are certain actions deemed as "right" or "wrong"? If one truly lives with no regrets, he/she does not consider “ethical codes.” He/she just lives every day and every moment to the infinite degree. When do we break our shells, and live that life? When do we start living, instead of fearing what we have not lived.
