Quotes About Fragility

The writhing loathsomeness of the biological order. Old age, sickness, death. No escape for anyone. Even the beautiful ones were like soft fruit about to spoil.

This old world will soon break into pieces! Don't you hear the tremblings of it?

It's actually all right with God if you are nice to yourself! Rather than experiencing your anxiety or depression as an occasion for self-loathing and condemning yourself for being such a failure, you can experience it as an opportunity to soften your heart towards yourself. Seek to have an open heart toward yourself with gentleness. After all, we are all flawed and fragile! Your anxiety or depression is simply a part of common humanity.

Sometimes your world falls apart. And it's okay for you to let people in and let them see you crumble

Michiko Nogami (1946—1982)" Is she more apparent because she is not anymore forever? Is her whiteness more white because she was the color of pale honey? A smokestack making the sky more visible. A dead woman filling the whole world. Michiko said, "The roses you gave me kept me awake with the sound of their petals falling.

The worse the country, the more tortured it is by water and wind, the more broken and carved, the more it attracts fossil hunters, who depend on the planet to open itself to us. We can only scratch away at what natural forces have brought to the surface.

The life he'd known now seemed capable of multiple, even infinite shatterings.

Es un hecho que no podríamos vivir sin las abejas y que nuestra vida depende también de los terremotos.

We Built a Castle Near the Rocks, we built it out of sand. Our fortress was an ice-cream box with turret, tall and grand. Our men were twigs, our gun were straws from which we'd sipped at lunch. We had the best of wars... till someone's foot went CRUNCH! [Joan Walsh Anglund]

Civilisation hangs suspended, from generation to generation, by the gossamer strand of memory. If only one cohort of mothers and fathers fails to convey to its children what it has learned from its parents, then the great chain of learning and wisdom snaps. If the guardians of human knowledge stumble only one time, in their fall collapses the whole edifice of knowledge and understanding.

Astfel, omul r?mâne, în acela?i timp, un redutabil animal de prad? ?i un ucenic vr?jitor genial, dar... foarte infantil. ?i totu?i, în el trebuie s? sper?m atâta timp cât putem s? sper?m, ?i el trebuie s? cear? încrederea semenilor s?i.

The life of a flower is short and full of suffering. Today will be the end of yours as well!

The snow was the color and texture of a half-cooked egg white, making the world seem soft and lovely and - unexpectedly, to me - nourishing. That the world I was in could be soft, lovely, and nourishing was more than I could bear, and so I stood there and wept, for I didn't want to love one more thing in my life, didn't want one more thing that could make my heart break into a million little pieces at my feet.

That the world I was in could be soft, lovely, and nourishing was more than I could bear, and so I stood there and wept, for I didn't want to love one more thing that could make my heart break into a million little pieces at my feet.

You've got to bear it in mind that nobody ever lived is specially privileged; the axe can fall at any moment, on any neck, without any warning or any regard for justice.

La compagnia non è la semplice evoluzione della tua capacità affettiva, ma è un'opera che lo Spirito costruisce sulla fragilità del tuo sì... Secondo me, se ripetete cento volte questa frase, è molto meglio che cercare altre parole con cui spiegarla.

La seguridad, ese insecto que anida en los volantes de la luz

Everything may evaporate at any instant. Everything!' I said with surprising vehemence. 'You, me, the most rocklike personality since Calving Coolidge; death, destruction, despair may strike. To live your life assuming otherwise is insanity.

Daqui a pouco ficarei em cacos na sua mão - balbuciou. E como sentisse que ele afrouxava o braço, animou-o novamente. - Mas eu quero que seja assim.

Lembro da ampulheta quebrada, entrei no escritório do pai para pegar o lápis vermelho e esbarrei no vidro do tempo. Fiquei em pânico vendo o tempo estacionado no chão: dois punhados de areia e os cacos. Passado e futuro. E eu? Onde ficava eu agora que o era e o será se despedaçaram? Só o funil da ampulheta resistira e no funil, o grão de areia em trânsito sem se comprometer com os extremos. Livre.

Não conte a ninguém, mas descobri, a bolha de sabão é o amor

Ao passar pela porta do quarto azul, susteve a respiração. "A mãe dormiu." Era tão bom quando ela dormia! Os loucos deviam dormir o tempo todo, de dia e de noite, como as bonecas que só abrem os olhos quando tiradas da caixa.

David started this stunning soul declaration with the assurance that with God there is fullness. There is no lack. Nothing can be added or subtracted with human acceptance or rejection. With the fullness of God, we are free to let humans be humans—fickle and fragile and forgetful.

To live is to love. To love is to risk pain. To risk pain is to live. It's what it means to truly be human. As fragile as dust. The breaking of us. The making of us. The building up of our faith.