Kissing was an extension of that, a celebration. A little party between us, amplifying our naive joy, our faith that the world was delighted to give us just what we wanted.
The lives God gives to us, the awful things we can’t escape from. Sometimes I think that sort of God would enjoy making hell for us after we die.
It seemed to us that all people to a greater or lesser degree belong to one of these two types, that almost every one of us resembles either Don Quixote or Hamlet.
We have the power to change voluntarily, and there is something wonderful and awe-inspiring about that power.
There is a psychospiritual disease of the soul that originates within ourselves and that has the potential to destroy our species or to wake us up, depending on whether or not we recognize what it is revealing to us.
Don't forget what people intend to use for harm, God can use for His greater good. Let offenses slide today, and watch how God works!
Everything good in New York used to be something awful, I guess." "And everything awful used to be something good.
Peter, you're twelve years old. I'm ten. They have a word for people our age. They call us children and they treat us like mice.
4.45 CREATION Man’s creation – with use clearly decreases, It but fulfillment of want and desire please; God’s Creation – but with use increases, It the fulfillment of love, truly never ceases. [271] - 4
I think kissing is what separates us from the animals and makes us divine.
But I quite like the way you can talk about science without necessarily using mathematics, but using metaphors instead.
Maybe the books can get us half out of the cave. They just might stop us from making the same damm insane mistakes!
We all have to love you, and believe in you, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look at us, Momma, and really see us.
Let us be reckless in our capture of the imagination. For when we do, our dreams become the foundation upon which our reality is built.
For true beauty—beauty, as it were, with a capital —is terrifying; it puts us in our place; it reflects back to us our own ugliness. It is the prize beyond price.
To experience biophilia is to love a diversity that, as limitless as it is fragile, both haunts us and fills us with hope.
We are each what never leaves us, what we never see the back of is the self. But what loves us is at the back, as Eurydice was escorting him out without his knowing.
People always get used to beauty, though. "I haven't gotten used to you just yet," he answered, smiling.
what we want is to be noticed by the universe, to have the universe give a shit what happens to us- not the collective idea of sentient life but each of us as individuals.
For money to remain a valuable resource, you must master it, see its usefulness, and use it effectively.
While some of us act without thinking, too many of us think without acting.
