Inside the journal of a Christian teen

Words I wish I had written

“I bought plum blossoms more for the name than for the color; I buy lipstick that way, too. In other words, if it sounds like a poem, I’ll take it.” ~ Dorothea Grossman, “Untitled”  

“I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.” ~ Anaías Nin

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” ~ Jack Kerouac 

I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.” ~ Agatha Christie 

“She said she usually cried at least once a day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short.” ~ Brian Andreas 

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: I t  g o e s  o n.” ~ Robert Frost 

“Will you come away with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?” ~C.S. Lewis 

“The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature, and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simply beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly belive that nature brings solace in all troubles.” ~ Anne Frank

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods; there is a rapture on the lonely shore; there is society, where none intrudes, but the deeps sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more…” ~Lord Byron

“Words are meant to be used and reused, pondered upon; they’re meant to be woven together into intricate patterns. When utilized properly, they stir up your soul and awaken you to your calling. Sometimes they sting, but then again, so does T R U T H. And truth isn’t meant to stay silent. Here’s to truth. Here’s to LIGHT AND LEGACY. here’s to something new.” ~ ED.//

 

To echo another writer I admire,

I would never get a tattoo, but these are the kind of words I want to tattoo onto my hands, so that everything my fingers hold; all the giving and letting go, would be touched by the grace and truth of twenty six letters well placed in a kind of symphony in ink.

Ooh, how I love them.



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