“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all of our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”—2 Corinthians 1:3-4
“I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Basically it is nothing other than this fear we have so often talked about, but fear spread to everything, fear of the greatest as of the smallest, fear, paralyzing fear of pronouncing a word, although this fear may not only be fear but also a longing for something greater than all that is fearful.”—Franz Kafka (via man-of-prose)
“Once you pass a certain age, life becomes nothing more than a process of continual loss. Things that are important to your life begin to slip out of your grasp, one after another, like a comb losing teeth. And the only things that come to take their place are worthless imitations.”—1Q84, Haruki Murakami (via killheji)
This quote makes me very sad. What about the accumulation of wisdom? Of experience? Of understanding, compassion, self-worth, and even peace?
Yes, perhaps at some point we may experience continual loss; but usually that loss is of material or physical things.
If your physical things are more costly to you than the intangible, and possibly more eternal, then you will always feel you are losing.
I would hope that wisdom and experience are worth more than your physical beauty and material objects - even more than transient relationships.
“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”—C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (via observando)