For the world has given up on beauty. It doesn’t believe in fairytales anymore, or happy endings.
So a soul that sees beauty is a soul thought to be insane by the majority. They call it stuck up, delusional, and abnormal – all because it sees something better that it can hold out for.
But, if my words mean anything – hold out for that beauty. Walk alone until you grab it. The pain of walking alone against the stream is worth it.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe