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“How can a man of consciousness have the slightest respect for himself”
― Notes from Underground
― Notes from Underground
“Similarly, when we denigrate our bodies—whether through neglect or staring at our faces and counting up our flaws—we are belittling a sacred site, a worship space more wonderous than the most glorious, ancient cathedral. We are standing before the Grand Canyon or the Sistine Chapel and rolling our eyes.”
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
“Before, the only thing I was interested in was love, how it grips you, how it terrifies you, how it annihilates and resuscitates you. I didn’t know then that it wasn’t even love that I was interested in but my own suffering. I thought suffering kept things interesting. How funny that I called it love and the whole time it was pain.”
― The Hurting Kind: Poems
― The Hurting Kind: Poems
“At a time when I should have felt abandoned by God, I was not reduced to ashes. I felt like I was floating, floating on the love and prayers of all those who hummed around me like worker bees, bringing notes and flowers and warm socks and quilts embroidered with words of encouragement. They came in like priests and mirrored back to me the face of Jesus.”
― Everything Happens for a Reason: And Other Lies I've Loved
― Everything Happens for a Reason: And Other Lies I've Loved
“I can't reconcile the way that the world is jolted by events that are wonderful and terrible, the gorgeous and the tragic. Except that I am beginning to believe that these opposites do not cancel each other out. I see a middle aged woman in the waiting room of the cancer clinic, her arms wrapped around the frail frame of her son. She squeezes him tightly, oblivious to the way he looks down at her sheepishly. He laughs after a minute, a hostage to her impervious love. Joy persists somehow and I soak it in. The horror of cancer has made everything seem like it is painted in bright colors. I think the same thoughts again and again. Life is so beautiful. Life is so hard.”
― Everything Happens for a Reason: And Other Lies I've Loved
― Everything Happens for a Reason: And Other Lies I've Loved
Allison’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Allison’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
406 books
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38 friends
584 books
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42 friends
196 books
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127 friends
21 books
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130 friends
683 books
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38 friends
80 books
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48 friends
150 books
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27 friends
92 books
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54 friends
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Christian, Classics, Cooking, Fiction, Food, Non-fiction, Philosophy, Psychology, Religion, Romance, and Spirituality
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