Mr Poll considers, then, quite suddenly, he thrusts a drawing into my grasp.
"What gives strength to the muscle?" he asks, prodding the woman's arm.
"Exercise," I say cautiously.
"Then do not let this facility of yours become an end in itself. To do what is easy does not exercise the moral faculties of the brain. There is a weakness inherent in those who are easy with themselves, a weakness you would do well to avoid."
- The Resurrectionist, by James Bradley
Mr Poll considers, then, quite suddenly, he thrusts a drawing into my grasp.
"What gives strength to the muscle?" he asks, prodding the woman's arm.
"Exercise," I say cautiously.
"Then do not let this facility of yours become an end in itself. To do what is easy does not exercise the moral faculties of the brain. There is a weakness inherent in those who are easy with themselves, a weakness you would do well to avoid."
- The Resurrectionist, by James Bradley
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Juliet/Julie
20.04.1989
BA Fashion Management
Lasalle College of the Arts
Likes aubergine bags & black fingernails,
romantic night walks & sea breezes,
lying in hammocks & fresh new bedsheets.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
- The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, by T.S Elliot.
but love without pain isn't really romance.
It's one of those days...
Tuesday, October 19, 2010 /3:46 PM
It's one of those days again, when the emptiness and loneliness in your heart starts to wrestle violently against your commitment. When you want to do things your own way instead of His. If I never let go and let God, I will be going around and around in circles, again and again. Do I miss him? Yes, I do. Some days, terribly. Some days I feel like calling him, spending time with him, picking up the phone & wanting to text him... But running back will never be a solution. I think he has moved on in his heart, and it's time for me to do the same. But do you want an honest answer?
Contrary to what majority thinks/believes, and how I sometimes manage to deceive myself, there is nobody in my heart. Nobody I am particularly interested in, nor having any desire to pursue anything with.
I need the grace to live above my situation. You've got my attention, God, and I see this ENORMOUS flaw in my life. I want to learn how to be contented with my life and stop looking for objects of affections. Contentment in every situation, no matter what. The greatest desire of my heart. You mean a lot more to me than what I let my heart feel and experience, do You know that?
"And the God of peace will crush Satan under your feet shortly..." - Romans 16:20 (NKJV)
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