Forgiving others is easier when I remember that I'm human and stupid, too.
Justina ChenI understood now: how nothing looked more beautiful than that scar of his, that borderline that separated what Jacob could have been had he stayed in that orphanage from who he is.
Justina ChenStichwörter: scars
I preferred my brand of beauty where Norah was more beautiful than any bimbette, and Mom was beautiful whether sized extra-small or extra-large. Where Peony could look at herself in the mirror and murmur, wow, look at me. Just look at me.
Justina ChenStichwörter: beauty
Hao Kan," I said gently, quietly, firmly as if it was a pact between the two of us.
She blinked. I wasn't sure if she understood. Or if she believed she was beautiful. So I pointed at her and then to me. And I repeated with utter conviction, "Hao Kan."
Those words, my pronouncement, won me the girl's slow nod. I nodded back. And when she smiled, wide and open, I tell you, there was nothing more beautiful that that.
Maybe we don't have the same definition of about what's beautiful. So define it. Define true beauty.
Justina ChenStichwörter: beauty
Jacob: "Let her stare."
Terra: "What?"
Jacob: "Yeah most of the starers are just curious. Smile back. That's what I used to do.
Stichwörter: smile strangers coping curious stare
So, really," continued Jacob as if this were perfectly normal to expound on art in these circumstances, "when you think about it, the artists who make people stop and think, who push the form, who make you uncomfortable, who are laughable, well, they're the ones who get remembered." Idly, Jacob dug a hole in the snow with his shovel and then another one next to it. "So why wouldn't you want to join the ranks of the ridiculed?
Justina ChenStichwörter: art artists ridicule laughable pushing-the-limits memorable-works
Silence, too, can be torture.
Justina ChenStichwörter: silence torture abuse
From her dubious tone alone, I could see how Karin had no idea how terrifying words spoken quietly could be. How words chosen precisely to wreak maximum damage ticked like a bomb in your head, but exploded in your heart hours later, leaving you scarred and changed.
Justina ChenStichwörter: words verbal-abuse cruel-language emotional-wounds
Hey, if it's a good philosophy, it works. Death is imminent. Live every day like it's your last.
Justina ChenStichwörter: live-in-the-moment philosophy-of-life momento-mori
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