Everything burns if the flame is hot enough. The world is nothing but a crucible.

Everything burns if the flame is hot enough. The world is nothing but a crucible.

With every fragment of rock that fall from me, I can hear the voice of Marianne Engle. I love you. Aishiteru. Ego amo te. Ti amo. Eg elska pig. Ich liebe dich. It is moving across time, coming to me in every language of the world, and it sounds like pure love.

If you cannot love the pain, you can at least love the lessons it teaches

That which is painful sharpens one's love.

Love is as strong as death, as hard as hell.

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.