Jeske

“She had schooled herself to hope for little other return than the waywardness of an April breeze; which spends its time in airy sport, and has its gusts of inexplicable passion and is petulant in its best of moods, and chills oftener than caresses you, when you take it to your bosom; in requital of which misdemeanours, it will sometimes, of its own vague purpose, kiss your cheek with a kind of doubtful tenderness, and play gently with your hair, and then begone about its other idle business, leaving a dreamy pleasure at your heart.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

“The irony of freedom is that it is harder to find hope and purpose. Now i must come to terms with the fact that anyone i marry won't know my parents. If i ever have children, they won't know their grandparents. It isn't just my own loss that hurts. It's the way it ripples out into the future.”
― Edith Eva Eger, The Choice: Embrace the Possible

“Even rest is fragile. I am afraid all the time. I am afraid of what has already happened. And of what could happen.”
― Edith Eva Eger, The Choice: Embrace the Possible

“Maybe every childhood is the terrain on which we try to pinpoint how much we matter and how much we don’t, a map where we study the dimensions and the borders of our worth.”
― Edith Eva Eger, The Choice: Embrace the Possible