“If you stumble about believability, what are you living for? Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. What is your problem with hard to believe?”
Yann Martel, Life of Pi
I just really liked the concepts and ideas behind this; putting hope into things when they seem tough.
“It is such a happiness when good people get together – and they always do.”
This weekend was my cousin’s wedding, and I think this quote sums up how everyone felt – happy.
“When faced with two equally tough choices, most people choose the third choice: to not choose.
Jarod Kintz, This Book Title Is Invisible
The feeling I hate the most is not knowing what to do, especially when decisions are such – tough and opposing. Then not to choose is kind of a decision in itself, and although that for now is easier, you know that you are still going to have to make a decision about what to do sometime.
“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
I have quoted this chapter of The Prophet before, but it is a book I have read again recently – for me it seems to be one of those that I dip into time after time when I want some philosophical viewpoints on something. And there is just something about the way Gibran words his thoughts that I seem to understand and find useful. For example here, whenever I am sad, I remember that more often than not I am sad about something that once made me happy. It can’t be so bad then, can it?
“I’m not sentimental–I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,
is that the sentimental person thinks things will last–the romantic
person has a desperate confidence that they won’t.”
F Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paraside
Recently I have been doing a lot of packing. Packing and sorting and organising and unpacking and re-shuffling. When I was sorting through my room at university, I came across a few bits and pieces that I’d kept from years ago, from the most random people. They certainly put a smile on my face, but re-discovering them made me realise how sentimental I actually am. I’m not sure whether its entirely a good thing. I think I just like to hold on to good and positive memories; I think I’m a bit scared I’ll forget.
“In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
Albert Camus, Return to Tipasa, 1952
Today I think I realised how much stronger and better and happier I have become. It feels really good, so I thought I’d share that on here.