Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that...– Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited (via llibre)
In the past seven days...
I have seen the end of one earthly life. I have seen my friends celebrate the entry of their child into the world. Celebrated the anniversary of my entry into the world. Been part of a celebration of the union of a friend that I have known for over half of my life, and the man she is committing herself to for the rest of hers. 2012… you’re one heck of a year. And what I have...
Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.– Voltaire (via philosophy-quotes)
I tore that dress when I leaped over the fence around the playground. Street lights gleaming, night surrounding; feeling as though, even though I was partaking in such innocence—using the swingset, that I was somehow being far more dangerous. And that moment was significant, in its way, and I will look at that threads repairing the damage and smile.
Life is so fleeting, and as inevitable as we know the end is, I don’t know if, as a human being, I’m really ever completely at peace with that fact. Aunt Tracy—I am thankful that you are now free of the bodily suffering. It is my prayer that you know the Savior who loves you. “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain,...
Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you. - Ephesians 4:32 Sadly… sometimes, I think I forget how abundant grace is. And I’ll just get smacked in the face with it at moments. But anyway. Good night.
stormborn-stark asked: 14, 46 and 75!
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.– Samuel Beckett
I’m fairly certain one of these days I will run into the night. Let the stars chase after me as I leave this life behind me. I will smile at apparitions of the one who got away; the one who was mine for a moment in time; the one who I never really had at all. It will escape from my memory like a vapor, ascending to the heavens, escaping my subconcious. Onward it travels; forward I...
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists And the loyalty to pain that resists And the greatest books are talking about this Why must everybody die to exist?
I think I get it. She didn’t give up. She came back even when he said it was dangerous. Even when the Doctor said it was better for her to leave. Even when he said just to live a good life for him. She came back. She knew it was worth it. I wish I had her boldness.
Before the Florida wedding, talking about the rain!
You cannot create experience. You must undergo it.– Albert Camus