Aleyna H.
@Pandalpha
Çiçeği burnunda kitap okuru.
Not embarrassed with the labours of the hands or of the head, not sold to a life of slavery for daily bread, nor harassed with perplexed circumstances, which rob the soul of peace and the body of rest.
“Kötü bir anıyı unutmanın en iyi yolu güzel bir tanesiyle değişmektir.”
That these things were all either too far above me or too far below me; that mine was the middle state, or what might be called the best state in the world, the most suited to human happiness, not exposed to the miseries and hardships, the labour and sufferings of the mechanic part of mankind, and not embarrassed with the pride, luxury, ambition, and envy of the upper part of mankind.
To me, both heavy silence and too loud a show of grief seem equally ominous.
And if it seems to you my acts are foolish, well -- perhaps it is a fool who thinks so.
How can a person who lives as I do, amid so many evils, not welcome death? I do not fear that fate: it is the common lot, no special woe.