Later, I would learn that coincidences are the most planned things in the world. Later, I would learn that every single moment is a coincidence.
So where do you start when you want to start your life again?
Here’s what I think: the five most unattractive traits in people are cheapness, clinginess, neediness, unwillingness to change and jealousy. Jealousy is the worst, and by far the hardest to conceal.
Sometimes I think God is like weather – you may not like the weather, but it has nothing to do with you. You just happen to be there. Deal with it. Sadness and grief are part of being human and always will be.
My brain feels like a cool, deep lake.
All systems have failed me. In five minutes I’ll be fine again for a while, but right now the inside of my head feels like Niagara Falls without the noise, just this mist and churning and no real sense of where earth ends and heaven begins.
Question: If there were two of you which one would win?
It was pivotal in making you but you don’t remember it. Or do you? Do we understand the events that make us who we are? Do we understand the factors that make us do the things we do?
Compromise is said to be the way of the world and yet I find myself feeling sick trying to accept what it has done to me.
She went crazy with a calm face, justifiably so.
I would like to fall in love again but my only hope is that love doesn’t happen to me so often after this. I don’t want to get so used to falling in love that i get curious to experience something more extreme – whatever that may be.
Beware of the corporate invasion of private memory.
I think we’re simply going to run out of Nature before we have a chance to destroy it.
Letting go of randomness is one of the hardest decisions a person can make.
Happy. And then I got afraid that it would vanish as quickly as it came. That it was accidental – that I didn’t deserve it. It’s like this very, very nice car crash that never ends.
What’s a bar bill but a surtax on reality?
We’re all born lost, aren’t we? We’re all born separated from God – over and over life makes sure to inform us of this – and yet we’re all real: we have names, we have lives. We mean something. We must.
The heart of a man is like deep water.
What surprises me about humanity is that in the end such a narrow range of plights defines our moral lives.
Death without the possibility of ever changing the world is the same as a life that never was.