A Strange Entry from Someone Like Me
Here’s something worth sharing to people who are willing to take the risk of being foolish in love (whoa! do you realize the strangeness? It’s very odd to even find an entry like this in here) …excerpts from Paulo Coehlo’s Eleven Minutes, a book so unlike me to have read but nonetheless managed to come off stirring a plethora of emotions, always leaving willing readers rich with insight, almost like embracing a treasure-trove. Maria, the heroine is an amazing woman…
"all my life, i thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. well, that's a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. the person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels the freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly."
"and the person who loves wholeheartedly feels free."
“that is why regardless of what i might experience, do or learn, nothing makes sense. i hope the time passes quickly, so that i can resume my search for myself- in the form of a person who understands me and does not make me suffer."
"but what am i saying? in love, no one can harm anyone else; we are responsible for our own feelings and cannot blame someone else for what we feel.
it hurt when i lost each of the various persons i fell in love with.. now, though i am convinced that no one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone."
"that is the true experience of freedom; having the most important thing in the world without owning it."
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