a girl named honor

this is where i share with you the scraps of beauty i encounter while also regurgitating my thoughts to complete strangers and closest friends.
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i felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. i wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. what exactly made it worth it? what’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? what’s so great about feeling and dreaming?
— jonathan safran foer: extremely loud and incredibly close.
Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source. — Leo Tolstoy View high resolution

Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source. — Leo Tolstoy

I would tell you that your only lasting hope is in Jesus Christ. We create a lot of functional saviors for ourselves - drugs, sex, alcohol, money, food, etc. A lot of those things aren’t even bad, but they’re not God. Or they shouldn’t be. Jesus is God, and Jesus is the ultimate answer and fulfillment of every weary longing or hopeless, cyclical sin or struggle.

I think that it’s worth saying that I know a lot of people will write me off as soon as they read that. That’s fine, but it’s worth it for you to know that I don’t just run off at the mouth about Jesus because I’ve been brainwashed into recruiting people for my religion. I proclaim the name of Jesus Christ because he’s the only hope that I have. The Jesus of the Bible is a God - the God - that loves you, and that understands you, and that knows you by name. He sympathizes with you because he knew pain like you know pain. He knows hurt like you know hurt. He knows loss like you know loss. And for the Christian, he defeated Satan, sin, death, hell and the wrath of God by dying in your place and, like my dad used to tell me, we can unclench our fists, hold out our hands flat before him, and allow him to take our burdens away.

That is not mindless squawking off at the lip. That’s not stupid oral or written tradition for the deceived, naive, or ignorant mind. I think that anyone, if they took a good look at their lives, and took a good look at Jesus’ life and life-giving teaching and fulfillment of Scripture, would know that Christ speaks into the very depths of our heart’s desperation for him. His word does not return void: if you seek, you will find, and what you find will be the Jesus that has been knocking on the door of your heart all along.


It is a shame to think that even in the eyes of Christians, the gospel can become cliche. It is not cliche, and it cannot be over-spoken. That’d be like saying oxygen is over-rated.

— [levi the poet]
i can be changed by what happens to me, but i refuse to be reduced by it.
[maya angelou]
i have held many things in my hands, and i have lost them all; but whatever i have placed in God’s hands, that i still possess
— [martin luther]
people, more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed.
— [audrey hepburn]

eternal sunshine of a spotless mind

  • Clementine: Joely?
  • Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
  • Clementine: Am I ugly?
  • Joel: Uh-uh.
  • Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
  • Joel: [kisses Clementine] You're pretty
we laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were determined to ignore whatever needed to be ignored, to build a new world from nothing if nothing in our world could be salvaged, it was one of the best days of my life, a day during which i lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.
— [jonathan safran foer]
depression is such a cruel punishment. there are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. just the slow erosion of self, as insidious as any cancer. and like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. a room in hell with only your name on the door.
— [martha manning]
you cannot be lonely if you like the person you’re alone with.
— [wayne dyer]
do not be mistaken by outward appearances—you find many treasures hidden in slums. like brightly colored walls and beautiful decaying benches:). View high resolution

do not be mistaken by outward appearances—you find many treasures hidden in slums. like brightly colored walls and beautiful decaying benches:).

“to laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
this is to have succeeded.”

—ralph waldo emerson View high resolution

“to laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.

this is to have succeeded.

—ralph waldo emerson

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