#dox

You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.” “Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet #travis-maddox

I still love you, Pidge.” She didn’t look up. “Don’t. I’m not doing this for you.” I sucked in a breath, physical pain shooting in all directions in my chest. “I know. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#pidgeon #thanksgiving #travis-maddox #beauty

Now that it's over, I wish I could have all the bad stuff back... just so I could have the good. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#travis-maddox #beauty

You can still tell Mommy that you love her and that you’ll miss her, and she’ll hear everything you say.” I looked at Mommy but quickly shook my head. “I don’t want to miss her. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beauty

Decidí hace mucho tiempo que alimentaria a los buitres hasta que una paloma llegara. Una paloma. El tipo de alma que no impedía a nadie, simplemente caminaría alrededor preocupándose por sus propios asuntos, tratando de pasar por la vida sin tener que tirar abajo todos los demás con sus propias necesidades y hábitos egoístas ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#travis-maddox #walking-disaster #beauty

—¡No puedes decirme qué hacer, Travis! ¡No te pertenezco! —¡BUENO, YO TE PERTENEZCO! ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #travis-maddox #walking-disaster #beauty

For if indeed God became a man, then Truth condescended to became a truth, from whose historical contingency one cannot simply pass to categories of universal rationality; and this means that whatever Christians mean when they speak of truth, it cannot involve simply the dialectical wrestling of abstract principles from intractable facts. (5) ↗

— David Bentley Hart

#christianity #eastern-orthodox #beauty

Friendship exhibits a glorious "nearness by resemblance" to Heaven itself where the very multitude of the blessed (which no man can number) increases the fruition which each has of God. For every soul, seeing Him in her own way, doubtless communicates that unique vision to all the rest. That, says an old author, is why the Seraphim in Isaiah's vision are crying "Holy, Holy, Holy" to one another (Isaiah VI, 3). The more we thus share the Heavenly Bread between us, the more we shall all have. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#heaven #love #paradox #reflection #communication

Language ... has created the word 'loneliness' to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word 'solitude' to express the glory of being alone. ↗

— Paul Tillich

#independence #language #loneliness #pain #paradox

Every night death came, slowly, painfully, and every morning Maddox awoke in bed, knowing he'd have to die again later. That was his greatest curse and his eternal punishment. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#death #maddox #punishment #death