He looked at the world from above. Where I saw threatening waves, he saw tranquil water.
Ingrid BetancourtI had not suffered enough to find the rage in my guts I needed to struggle to death for my freedom.
Ingrid BetancourtI was discovering that the most precious gift someone can give us is time, because what gives time its value is death.
Ingrid BetancourtIn this condition of the most devastating humiliation, I still possessed the most precious of liberties, that no-one could take away from me: that of deciding who I wanted to be.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: inspirational
I no longer knew whether it was raindrops or my own tears that were flowing down my cheeks, and I hated to have to drag along this relic of a sniveling child.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: inner-child
I told myself that I'd had life too easy, conditioned by an upbringing where fear of change was disguised as caution.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: caution
It is said that the compensation for the effort courage, tenacity, and endurance displayed during the journey was not happiness. Nor glory. What God offered as a reward was only rest.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: gods-rest
I already knew that I had the ability to free myself from hatred, and I viewed this as my most significant conquest.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: hatred
There are things that are more important than life.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: life
I am alone. I am here. No one is watching me. In these hours of silence that I cherish, I talk to myself and reflect. That past, entrenched in time, motionless and infinite, has vanished onto thin air. None of it remains. Why, therefore, am I hurting so much? Why did I bring back with me this nameless pain? I followed the path I set for myself, and I have forgiven. I do not want to be chained to hatred or resentment. I want to have the right to live in peace.
Ingrid BetancourtTag: sorrow
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