#rant

I didn't let her go. She went. It's not my fault. She did it. She could undo it. This is feeling so fucking famliar. Why do we even bother? Why do we make ourselves so open to such easy damage? Is it all loneliness? Is it all fear? Of is it just to experience those narcotic moments of belonging with someone else? ↗

— David Levithan

#loneliness #rant #experience

The higher one climbs on the spiritual ladder, the more they will grant others their own freedom, and give less interference to another's state of consciousness. ↗

— Paul Twitchell

#climbs #consciousness #freedom #give #grant

An ocean could not explain the distance we have traveled. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#philosophical-reflection #experience

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#freedom-of-thought #hispanic #identity #immigrant-experience #latino-americans

The gaping hole in her heart is amplified when she catches a glimpse of the strands of silver hair framing her once young face in the mirror. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#rocio #self-image #stressed #experience

Belief is a wise wager. Granted that faith cannot be proved, what harm will come to you if you gamble on its truth and it proves false? If you gain, you gain all; if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager, then, without hesitation, that He exists. ↗

— Blaise Pascal

#cannot #come #exists #faith #false

There's no guarantee of disaster-free in any world religion, but love, faith and knowledge give men hope and willpower. ↗

— Toba Beta

#guarantee #hope #inspirational #knowledge #life

Grant stood by me when I was crazy, and I stood by him when he was drunk, and now we stand by each other. ↗

— William Tecumseh Sherman

#drunk #each #grant #him #i

Either you get a chance to be a kid when you are a kid, or you don't grow up. ↗

— Howard Fast

#the-immigrants #family

Every immigrant family, it seems, has someone who does not belong in the new country they have come to. It feels like permanent exile to that one brother or wife who cannot stand a silent fate in Boston or London or Melbourne. I’ve met many who remain haunted by the persistent ghost of an earlier place. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#experience