The figure of the killjoy comes up because of attachments. These relationships are important to her- vital for her survival and well being. As such, the killjoy is often in crisis. She experiences being a killjoy as a crisis. -@SaraNAhmed
The greatest commencement address of all time – Nobel-winning poet Joseph Brodsky's 6 rules for playing the game of life like a winner https://t.co/y41TceD2tG
George Packer's essay about his mother may have the most striking first sentence I've ever read. But it's so much more than that. Just read this bit too. https://t.co/TNoLTMuG8d
Back when I was a book critic, I noticed how many reminiscences obscure as much as they reveal. But not this stunning piece by George Packer. He's skinless here. He's written the perfect memoir in miniature. https://t.co/zFUP3HicM1
“I was angry… and I’m still angry, but you can’t really be angry with a place unless you love it. You have to love it to wish it to be better, to wish it could be different.”
— Catherine Lacey, Biography of X
Are we REALLY living through traumatic event after traumatic event, or are we just the first generation with worldwide communication and social media, and life has actually always been this horrific?
Believe me: Life gets a lot better when you stop treating every inconvenience like it's the end of the world. Most things aren't "ruining your day" unless you decide they are.
When Louisa May Alcott said, “I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship,” it hit differently when you realize that becoming stronger is often just learning how to navigate what once frightened you.
To live an honest life you have to strive hard, get involved, fight, make mistakes, begin something and give it up, begin again, struggle endlessly, and suffer loss. As for tranquility it’s spiritual baseness.
— Leo Tolstoy
You will heal. You will create again. You will wake up genuinely excited about your life. You will laugh again. You will get out of survival mode. You will trust yourself again. You will get your spark back. You will find your way back to yourself. You will. You will. You will.
God’s forgiveness is not calibrated to your past. It isn’t measured by the size of your failures. It isn’t surprised by the places you’ll go or the person you’ll become when pride, shame, or desire finally get the upper hand.
Grace waits on the other side of disaster.
Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago.