Kelsey

“Aunt Mare, do you ever wish you’d had a different life? Something not so…hard?”
“Sometimes. But then the hard is what makes us who we are. The hard is usually what God uses to draw us closer…If I have to choose between what’s easy or what will bring me closer to Him, I pray my choice will be Him.”
“That’s a scary prayer.”
“Tell me about it.”
A hint of a smile pulled up the corner of Sara’s mouth. “But you pray it anyway.”
― Katie Ganshert, A Broken Kind of Beautiful

“I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.”
― Brian Andreas, Story People

“I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“She didn't understand how it worked. She didn't understand why people starved to death and children ended up in orphanages while barren women longed for babies. She didn't understand why a cigarette break could save one person's life while driving home to get your daughter's hair bow could snatch another's. She would never understand why those people. Why that train. Why her.
But maybe she'd been asking the wrong question.
Maybe comfort wasn't found in the why.
Maybe comfort was to be found in the who.
A God who wept.”
― Katie Ganshert, Life After