It's courage. I need courage.
“But what is freedom?
I’ve spent a large part of my life enslaved to one thing or another, so I should know the meaning of the word.
... While I was fighting, I heard other people speaking in the name of freedom, and the more they defended this unique right, the more enslaved they seemed to be to their parents’ wishes, to a marriage in which they had promised to stay with the other person ‘for the rest of their lives’, to the bathroom scales, to their diet, to half-finished projects, to lovers to whom they were incapable of saying ‘No’ or ‘It’s over’, to weekends when they were obliged to have lunch with people they didn’t even like.”
- The Zahir by Paulo Coelho (pages 8-9)
I'm attempting to read something, wow. At page 11 na ako, naks! =))
Thanks to Kross for lending me the book! :)
At ang daya lang. Ang daya lang talaga. Nakakainis.