The Old Soul
Someday I shall imagine my way out of these prison walls. I will. I just know I will.

Someday I shall imagine my way out of these prison walls. I will. I just know I will.

He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina 
Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams. You may fancy yourself safe and think yourself strong. But a chance tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had once loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line from a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had ceased to play… I tell you, that it is on things like these that our lives depend.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray 
bookmania:

Bookshelves at the Austrian National Library (Österreichische Nationalbibliothek) in Vienna, July 2012. (via lostsplendor, booklover)

I wanna live there <3

bookmania:

Bookshelves at the Austrian National Library (Österreichische Nationalbibliothek) in Vienna, July 2012. (via lostsplendorbooklover)

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.

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.

sharingpoetry:

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,