The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will learn to live with it.
“I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.”
Everything is true, nothing is invented.
You do not become good by trying to be good, but by finding the goodness that is already within you
You are not your biography.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.
The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will learn to live with it.
“I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.”
Everything is true, nothing is invented.
You do not become good by trying to be good, but by finding the goodness that is already within you
You are not your biography.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.