
Someday I shall imagine my way out of these prison walls. I will. I just know I will.
| — | Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina |
| — | Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray |
Bookshelves at the Austrian National Library (Österreichische Nationalbibliothek) in Vienna, July 2012. (via lostsplendor, booklover)
I wanna live there <3
The tears I shed, I forgive.
The suffering and disappointments, I forgive.
The betrayals and lies, I forgive.
The slandering and scheming, I forgive.
The hatred and persecution, I forgive.
The punches that were given, I forgive.
The shattered dreams, I forgive.
The dead hopes, I forgive.
The disaffection and jealousy, I forgive.
The indifference and ill will, I forgive.
The injustice in the name of justice, I forgive.
The anger and mistreatment, I forgive.
The neglect and oblivion, I forgive.
The world with all its evil, I forgive.
Grief and resentment, I replace with understanding and agreement.
Revolt, I replace with music that comes from my violin.
Pain I replace with oblivion.
Revenge, I replace with victory.
I will be able to love above all discontentment.
To give even when I am stripped of everything.
To work happily even when I find myself in the midst of all obstacles.
To dry tears even when I am still crying.
To believe even when I am discredited.
Paulo Coelho.
Aleph.
You must always follow the road to which you are led by your heart, even if that means you need to struggle a little more; if you fight hard enough, you will eventually carve your way out of difficulties and reach your wanted destination.