in Paradise Lost (Book I, verse 249)

(...) Farewell, happy fields,
Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail,
Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell,
Receive thy new possessor - one who brings
A mind not to be changed by place or time.
The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.

John Milton

2 comentários:

  1. That's why through our mind we can sail away from all misfortunes:

    "When at home alone I sit,
    And I'm very tired of it,
    I have just to shut my eyes
    to go sailing through the skies -
    - To go sailing far away
    To the pleasant land of play."
    Robert Louis Stevenson