Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
You shouldn’t try to stop everything from happening. Sometimes you’re supposed to feel awkward. Sometimes you’re supposed to be vulnerable in front of people. Sometimes it’s necessary because it’s all part of you getting to the next part of yourself.
Cautiously, I allowed
myself to feel good
I found moments of
peace in cheap
just staring at the
knobs of some
or listening to the
rain in the
The less I needed,
the better I
Maybe when we die, the first thing we’ll say is, ‘I know this feeling. I was here before.
I don’t know if I can say that you broke my heart. I’m not really sure if I have one. But one thing I know for sure is that you broke my spirit. And I’m not sure if time can repair that.
Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away… and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast…. be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don’t torment them with your doubts and don’t frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn’t necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust…. and don’t expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.
Rainer Maria Rilke
, Letters to a Young Poet (via monamade
My point is: in this whole wide world the only person you can depend on is you.
He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.
Maybe it’s not in the perfection of life that things make sense, but in the chaos.
The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.
God is like Robert Pattinson: It’s not the person you have a problem with; it’s the fan club that freaks you out.