May 2012
8 posts
“It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead...
“So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love - loving the loving of things whose existence she didn’t care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for. It was not the world that was the...
“And even though I realize I cannot always mend or meet… I can enter in. I...”
– Katie Davis
“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing...”
– Anais Nin
“The truth is, (for you have a right to know my weaknesses and shall-the whole) –I have so long wrestled with myself like a blind giant stifling by violence all the intensities of my nature that when at last they found vent, and your voice of love proclaimed a deliverance so unlooked for, so full, and free, revealed what I dared [not] hope for, and what I have never for a moment dreamed to be...
““…what could be better, really, than to sit by the fire in the evening with a book, while the wind beats against the windowpanes, and the lamp burns?… You forget everything and hours go by. Without moving, you walk through lands you imagine you can see, and your thoughts, weaving in and out of the story, delight in the details or follow the outlines of the adventures. You merge with the...
Only Human
People tell me I’m only human. The words taste bitter in my mouth. What a cop out. What an excuse. Yes. I am only human. I will mess up. And break hearts. And be heart-broken. But what about those millions of humans we ignore? Those humans…starving, scared, and enslaved… Is that okay, because they’re…only human? These humans that oppress them…they’re…only human. Right? What if there...
“Will you be the one to unravel me; Put me back together again? All I got is this tangled heart. Oh my God, where do we begin? We’ve come such a long, long way. I am not gonna stop what we started. I saw it in your eyes that day-a little tired and little disheartened. But honey honey honey- hold me tight till the morning and its light. I think that we’ll be fine I think that...
