“It will never be perfect. It will never not be scary. So if you’re waiting for this to not feel terrifying, it never will. There will be hard times. But there will be amazing ones, too. You have to decide whether we’re worth the hardships. In the end, it’s going to come down to one thing: whether love is enough.”
...and I can love for love's own sake!
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I get better, dear, If I can only walk, and breathe a little fresh. Times when I can't, I turn weak and confused.
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Inferno, Canto 1
Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought renews the fear.
So bitter is it, death is little more;
But of the good to treat, which there I found,
"First, Sissy, do you know what I am? I am so proud and so hardened, so confused and troubled, so resentful and unjust to everyone and to myself, that everything is stormy, dark, and wicked to me. Does that repel you?"
"No!"
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“You’re working too hard, though. You’re young. You should be out with friends, not pushing yourself to death,” he chastised as we walked.
“Maybe someday,” I murmured with a sigh. We’d had this conversation many times before. And he didn’t quite seem to understand why I was so against being homeless…
“Somedays aren’t promised,”
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Dear reader! It rests with you and me, whether, in our two fields of action, similar
things shall be or not. Let them be! We shall sit with lighter bosoms on the hearth, to
see the ashes of our fires turn gray and cold.
I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
Thus easily did Stephen Blackpool fall into the loneliest of lives, the life of solitude among a familiar crowd.
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