Doubt is not the opposite of faith; it is an element of faith. Sometimes I think it is my doubts that make my faith strong, because it leads me to seek God, to wrestle with Him, and to trust Him even when I don’t have all the answers.
A veces, incluso vivir es un acto de coraje. - Séneca
“Before you give up, think about why you held on for so long.”
— Unknown
“When pain brings you down, don’t be silly, don’t close your eyes and cry, you just might be in the best position to see the sun shine.”
— Alanis Morissette
Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “See”
[Text ID: “How rare to see someone and feel. / How rare to see someone and know / you are not alone, / for your eyes are theirs, / your pain, too. / How rare to truly see someone.”]
La soledad siempre me recuerda que las personas no tienen la lealtad como reciprocidad.
Todo pasará...
Quiero que sepas que tu vida tiene un valor inmenso, incluso cuando las circunstancias te hagan sentir que todo está en contra. Eres una persona con una gran determinación, aunque no siempre lo sientas así. Sigue luchando por ti y por tu futuro, a pesar de las dudas y el cansancio, esas cosas solo prueban tu fortaleza y con el tiempo te harán más fuerte y capaz de lo que ya eres ahora.
A veces, cuando estamos en medio de la tormenta, es difícil ver que hay una salida, pero a menudo esa tormenta pasa y deja espacio para nuevas oportunidades.
Lo mejor esta por venir.
-R.
“There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested.There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why—when it did not seem worth while to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation”
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening