There is no logical reason to believe in God. There are emotional reasons, certainly, but I cannot have faith that nothing is something simply because it would be reassuring. I can no more believe in God than I can believe an invisible monkey lives in my ass; however, I would believe in both if they could be scientifically proven.
Andrew DavidsonSome day soon," Lance said, "you'll walk out of here and have to decide how you're going to live the rest of your lives. Will you be defined by what other people see, or by the essence of your soul?
Andrew DavidsonTags: hope
I spent my entire life waiting for you, Marianne, and I didn't even know it until you arrived. Being burned was the best thing that ever happened to me because it brought you. I wanted to die but you filled me with so much love that it overflowed and I couldn't help but love you back. It happened before I even knew it and now I can't imagine not loving you. You have said that it takes so much for me to believe anything, but I do believe. I believe in your love for me. I believe in my love for you. I believe that every remaining beat of my heart belongs to you, and I believe that when I finally leave this world, my last breath will carry your name. I believe that my final word--Marianne--will be all I need to know that my life was good and full and worthy, and I believe that our love will last forever.
Andrew DavidsonTags: love
You are mine,I am yours; you may be sure of this. You've been locked inside my heart, the key has been thrown away; within it, you must always stay.
Andrew DavidsonTags: love
Perhaps there are just some things you leave behind when you choose a new life.
Andrew DavidsonTags: life
... but the truth is that I dislike most men as much as I dislike women. If anything, I am an equal opportunity misanthropist.
Andrew DavidsonTags: misanthropy
Accidents ambush the unsuspecting, often violently, just like love.
Andrew DavidsonTags: love accident unsuspecting
Defeat itself is defeated by the embrace of defeat, and death is swallowed up in victory.
Andrew DavidsonI once knew a woman who liked to imagine Love in the guise of a sturdy dog, one that would always chase down the stick after it was thrown and return with his ears flopping around happily. Completely loyal, completely unconditional. And I laughed at her, because even I knew that love is not like that. Love is a delicate thing that needs to be cosseted and protected. Love is not robust and love is not unyeilding. Love can crumble under a few harsh words, or be tossed away with a handful of careless actions. Love isn't a steadfast dog at all; love is more like a pygmy mouse lemur.
Andrew DavidsonThat kind of love was a thing to be snatched up and crushed in the jaws of real life.
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