Books: ...love and hate and the choices we make...
It took me a long time and most of the world to learn what I know about love and fate and the choices we make, but the heart of it came to me in an instant, while I was chained to a wall and being tortured. I realized, somehow, through the screaming in my mind, that even in that shackled, bloody helplessness I was still free: free to hate the men who were torturing me, or to forgive them. It doesn’t sound like much, I know. But in the flinch and bite of the chain, when it’s all you’ve got, that freedom is a universe of possibility.
And the choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life.
2 Comments:
I'm reading Oliver Twist.
Man, that Dickens... he sure wrote some long sentences.
Not to mention the names man. What about the names!
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