Literature: The Blood in Our Veins

• " The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink."
• - T. S. Eliot

  

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Indeed. A world without literature? I cannot imagine what will happen to the world if there is no such thing as literature. Literature is the reflection of our own self. It represents our language, the way we want it to be... Our own beliefs that is very difficult to express if we do not know how to write. Literature means a new world to me. It opens another dimension that gives opportunity for me to see new things, new feelings, new conspiracies. Imagine the world without art, I bet you cannot. It is a necessity, something that you cannot live without. It must flow into our veins. It has to be the source of our lives for us to see the brighter side of the world.

People who cannot appreciate poetry, art, prose, and novels are the people who are contented with their miserable life. They cannot accept the fact that they became prisoners of their own stupidity. They are missing half of their lives. Therefore, they are struggling to survive.  In order to survive this cruel world, one must know how to see things differently. And to see things differently, one must know how to live by making literature the reason why he's heart is still beating.