“To an untrained eye, need and love were as easily mistaken for each other as the real master's painting and a forgery.”
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
“We are all a volume on a shelf of a library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as fiesty; we are thickly layered, page upon lying page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. It can rip us apart or hold us together.”
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
“A lady I will be, but a man's accessory, his handbag, no thank you. I will not be someone's ornament. I will not just be someone's honey, baby, sweetheart.”
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
“Love can come when you're already who you are, when you're filled with you. Not when you look to someone else to fill the empty space.”
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
― Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
“Prayer Before the Prayer I want to be willing to forgive But I dare not ask for the will to forgive In case you give it to me And I am not yet ready I am not yet ready for my heart to soften I am not yet ready to be vulnerable again Not yet ready to see that there is humanity in my tormentor’s eyes Or that the one who hurt me may also have cried I am not yet ready for the journey I am not yet interested in the path I am at the prayer before the prayer of forgiveness Grant me the will to want to forgive Grant it to me not yet but soon Can I even form the words Forgive me? Dare I even look? Do I dare to see the hurt I have caused? I can glimpse all the shattered pieces of that fragile thing That soul trying to rise on the broken wings of hope But only out of the corner of my eye I am afraid of it And if I am afraid to see How can I not be afraid to say Forgive me? Is there a place where we can meet? You and me The place in the middle The no man’s land Where we straddle the lines Where you are right And I am right too And both of us are wrong and wronged Can we meet there? And look for the place where the path begins The path that ends when we forgive Supplies”
― The Book of Forgiving: The Fourfold Path for Healing Ourselves and Our World
― The Book of Forgiving: The Fourfold Path for Healing Ourselves and Our World
ENGL 420, Fall 2014
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