the way of a young lawyer

Russian girl from Austria pursuing her dream career in international law. 🍵📍Vienna – Moscow

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[alexandroses]

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“It’s a dark place, not knowing. It’s difficult to surrender to. But I guess it’s where we live most of the time. I guess it’s where we all live, so maybe it doesn’t have to be so lonely. Maybe I can settle into it, cozy up to it, make a home inside uncertainty.”

— ― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

[alexandroses]

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”. As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody if I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it “RESPECT”. As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it “MATURITY”. As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE”. As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it “SIMPLICITY”. As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything that drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF”. As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is “MODESTY”. As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worrying about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT”. As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART”. We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know “THAT IS LIFE!”

― Charlie Chaplin

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Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by P. A. Bien, from “Report To Greco,” publ. c. 1961

[chewbacca]

The Office | 7x20

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types of dark academia

classic academia: beige trench coats, wool sweaters. plaid skirts. think femme fatale, but educated. sobbing in bed late at night over the secret history or dead poets society. tea with milk and sugar. subsequent tea stains.

darkest academia: running through the rain, dimly lit by streetlights. brown tweed jackets, dress shoes. cold fingers and colder gazes. french-pressed black coffee, piping hot. dark, candlelit rooms with ancient wood floors/walls. 

light academia: white cable-knit sweaters, sparkly eyes and foggy glasses. going to art museums and falling in love with every portrait, every sculpture. caressing the petals of a rose, hearing the crinkle of leaves underfoot.

witchy academia: burning candles while reading or doing homework. black turtlenecks, velvet skirts. walking through the forest in autumn. passing a graveyard and feeling a greyish presence. waiting anxiously for samhain.

romantic academia: writing flowery poetry about someone you’ll never speak to (guilty oops). a cozy alizarin sweater, pleated skirts. slow dancing around your room to the beatles. curling up with warm, pallid cups of tea and a book.

scholarly academia: impeccable notes in class. leather bound bags crammed with textbooks and pens. lots of coffee with scones, and even more late nights. a wide vocabulary (that people constantly comment on). lives in the library.

theatre academia: shakespeare, all the time - quoting, reading, praying for a school production of a midsummer nights dream. or the crucible. memorizing lines in the wings. taking on your character’s traits, even outside the theater.

[madoinlove]

Услыхав, что бедуинский поэт Кейс безнадежно влюбился в Лейлу и сошел из-за нее с ума, отчего был прозван Меджнуном, то есть безумцем, Гарун аль-Рашид с любопытством стал расспрашивать о женщине, из-за которой произошло такое несчастье.

“Наверное, Лейла какая-то особенная женщина, – подумал он. – Она превосходит всех остальных женщин. Возможно, она колдунья, прекраснее которой нет на свете”.

Взволнованный, заинтригованный, он все делал, лишь бы собственными глазами посмотреть на Лейлу.

В конце концов Лейлу доставили во дворец. Когда она открыла лицо, Гарун аль-Рашид был разочарован. Не то чтобы Лейла была уродливой, хромой или старой. Но и поразительно красивой ее тоже назвать было нельзя. Обычная женщина, каких много.

Гарун аль-Рашид не скрыл разочарования.

“Это из-за тебя Меджнун сошел с ума? Но почему? Ты выглядишь такой обыкновенной. Что такого в тебе особенного?”

Лейла улыбнулась.

“Ты прав. Я – Лейла. Но ты не Меджнун, – ответила она. – Тебе надо посмотреть на меня глазами Меджнуна. Иначе ты никогда не разгадаешь тайну, которая зовется любовью”

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Vintage women being badass. You’re welcome.

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И что бы с вами ни случилось — ничего не принимайте близко к сердцу. Немногое на свете долго бывает важным.

Эрих Мария Ремарк. Триумфальная арка

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Продуктивность в стиле Льва Толстого:

[alexandroses]

И сердце начинает биться быстрее, и кровь бежит по венам, когда у тебя в жизни появляется цель, ради которой хочется скорее встречать каждый новый день и не спать ночами.

И это самое лучшее чувство на свете. Когда у тебя внезапно появляется vision, и ты наконец видишь свет. И понимаешь, что была в нем на самом деле все это время ❤️

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“what i want most is to live the rest of my life desperately wanting to live it.”

— Lord of the Butterflies, ‘The Day You Died Because You Wanted To’ by Andrea Gibson (via amouthfulloflove)