How can I get up everyday knowing you had to kill yourself to make it stop hurting and I was here all the time and I never even saw it. And then you gave me this chance to make it better, convince you to stay alive and I couldn’t do it. How can I live with myself after this, Jessie? – Marsha Norman, ‘night, Mother
What you don’t know fills the infinite universe. What you do know only fills your mind (Linda Deir)
You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead graveJust stay with the pale moonwhen darkness wants the night to be brave – Munia Khan.
God is not an exclamation point. He is, at his best, a semicolon, connecting people, and generating what Aldous Huxley called “human grace.” Somewhere along the way, we’ve lost sight of this (Eric Weiner, Man Seeks God: My Flirtations with the Divine)
We all have regrets. Anyone who says they have none is a liar, and anyone who thinks they’ll live without acquiring some is a fool (Karen Amanda Hooper, Dangerous Depths)
Suffering softens the soul (Lailah Gifty Akita)
It is very normal for one ugly weed to not want to stand alone (Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem)
Cinderella was the first fairy tale I remember – the one I was most obsessed with because of the gowns and magic and pretty shoes. Yes, her home life was less than ideal – and considering the talking mice and birds, she probably needed serious therapy (Cindi Madsen, Cinderella Screwed Me Over)
But some characters in books are really real–Jane Austen’s are; and I know those five Bennets at the opening of Pride and Prejudice, simply waiting to raven the young men at Netherfield Park, are not giving one thought to the real facts of marriage (Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle)
Just as smiles often follow tears, the sun rose full and bright on the morning. (Georgina Grey, Franklin’s Folly)