It is either Christ or chaos; either light or darkness.
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It is either Christ or chaos; either light or darkness.
The Art of Salvation by Elder Ephraim of Arizona
Alfred de Musset, from a translated letter to George Sand, featured in «Ô mon George, ma belle maîtresse...»: Lettres
Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti
“I needed to be reminded of mysterious and sacred things,”
— Albert Camus, from his preface to Jean Grenier’s “Les Iles,” c. 1959
In The Garden Christiana Castillo
so good and i think that really goes for everything.
— James Baldwin from Giovanni’s Room (1956)
Yves Bonnefoy, from Selected Prose & Collected Writings of Yves Bonnefoy; “Seven Fires,”
julia fischer
— isa b. where sadness settles
good m(ourning) Najya Williams
“The heart is a constant warrior, fighting between the urge to act upon its desires and the fear of getting hurt.”
— Noor Shirazie
Ada Limón, from "Against Breaking: On the Power of Poetry," originally published in April 2026
“The daily routine of most adults is so heavy and artificial that we are closed off to much of the world. We have to do this in order to get our work done. I think one purpose of art is to get us out of those routines. When we hear music or poetry or stories, the world opens up again. We’re drawn in — or out — and the windows of our perception are cleansed, as William Blake said. The same thing can happen when we’re around young children or adults who have unlearned those habits of shutting the world out.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin
~Lindsay C. Gibson, Adult children of emotionally immature parents
[ID: plain text that reads, “emotional immaturity in parents guarantees that their children will experience significant emotional neglect. However, this emotional deprivation is often a silent and invisible experience for children.”
text highlighted in yellow, “these children will feel the emptiness but won’t know what to call it. They’ll grow up suffering from emotional loneliness, but won’t know what’s wrong. They’ll just feel different from people who seem truly at ease.”