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[weltenwellen]

Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001

[confessingsecr-ts]

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[c0nfident-w0men]

Jesus will never insist that I obey, but if I don’t, I have already begun to sign the death certificate of the Son of God in my soul. When I stand face to face with Jesus Christ and say, “I will not obey,” He will never insist. But when I do this, I am backing away from the recreating power of His redemption. It makes no difference to God’s grace what an abomination I am, if I will only come to the light. But “Woe is me” if I refuse the light (see John 3:19–21).

[wordsnquotes]

Someone | @wnq-typography

[melomanie-escapism]

“Breathe. You’re going to be okay. This pain you feel is going to pass. Maybe not this moment or today or tomorrow, but sometime soon. The hurt will fade. Don’t give up before things get better. You may be wounded, but you aren’t broken. You can and will heal.”

— Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)

[melomanie-escapism]

“…Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.”

— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner  (via wnq-writers)

[terming]

[glowust]

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[other-side-of-midnight]

[thepracticeco]

[melomanie-escapism]

“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.”

— Sylvia Townsend Warner, The Winter of the Air. (via wordsnquotes)

[strength-in-faith]

[melomanie-escapism]

“Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.”

— Alan Cohen (via thelovejournals)

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les misérables, victor hugo

[lockedlockedlocked]

Here in the middle of the lonely night Here in the middle of the losing fight, You’re Here in the middle of the deep regret Here when the healing hasn’t happened yet

Here in the middle of the desert place Here in the middle when I cannot see Your face Here in the middle with Your outstretched arms You can see my pain and it breaks Your heart

- Ellie Holcomb, Find You Here