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My heart has never been hardened toward anyone, but I have always made it appear, especially when I was touched most deeply, as if my heart were closed and alien to every feeling. Then when I hear others lauded for their good hearts, see them loved for their deep, rich feelings, then I laugh, for I despise people and take my revenge. When I see myself cursed, abhorred, hated for my coldness and heartlessness, then I laugh, then my rage is satisfied. The point is that if the good people could make me be actually in the wrong, make me actually do an injustice-well, then I would have lost.
Besides my large circle of friends I have another intimate confidant: my melancholy. In the midst of my joy, in the midst of my work, he waves to me, calls me aside, although physically I stay in place. My melancholy is the most loyal mistress I’ve known; what wonder, then, that I love her back.
Søren Kierkegaard, from Either/Or (via litafficionado)
Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight to avoid this?
– From Either/Or by Soren Kierkegaard (via kierkegaarddane)
“Take care that the great things to which you are really sacrificing your life do not deceive you.”
– Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or (via zenhumanism)
Let us be silent for a moment and listen to the music of the storm, its spirited course, its bold challenge, and the defiant roar of the sea and the uneasy sighing of the forest and the desperate crashing of the trees and the faint sibilating of the grass.
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold-hearted. I’m a collection of paradoxes.
– Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via girllookitthatbody-ahh)

(Source: contramonte, via girllookitthatbody-ahh)

.:Move your body. I don’t care how, but that thing wants to move. It’s made to move. Move for the sake of transportation, for the sake of labor, for the sake of expression, for the sake of feeling something, loving, breathing, laughing, dancing and celebrating life. Just move:.
The sin of religiosity is that it has turned God, peace, happiness, salvation and all that man desires into products to be marketed in especially attractive package deal. In this, I think, the fault lies not with the sincerity of preachers and religious writers, but with the worn-out presuppositions with which they fare content to operate.
– Thomas Merton (1915-1968). Faith And Violence: Theology. (via jondrowe)
Faith means doubt. Faith is not the suppression of doubt. It is the overcoming of doubt, and you overcome doubt by going through it. The man of faith who has never experienced doubt is not a man of faith.
You cannot live for your own pleasure and your own convenience without inevitably hurting and injuring the feelings and interests of practically everybody you meet.
Thomas Merton (The Seven Story Mountain)

(Source: thepneuma)

My heart has never been hardened toward anyone, but I have always made it appear, especially when I was touched most deeply, as if my heart were closed and alien to every feeling. Then when I hear others lauded for their good hearts, see them loved for their deep, rich feelings, then I laugh, for I despise people and take my revenge. When I see myself cursed, abhorred, hated for my coldness and heartlessness, then I laugh, then my rage is satisfied. The point is that if the good people could make me be actually in the wrong, make me actually do an injustice-well, then I would have lost.
Besides my large circle of friends I have another intimate confidant: my melancholy. In the midst of my joy, in the midst of my work, he waves to me, calls me aside, although physically I stay in place. My melancholy is the most loyal mistress I’ve known; what wonder, then, that I love her back.
Søren Kierkegaard, from Either/Or (via litafficionado)
Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight to avoid this?
– From Either/Or by Soren Kierkegaard (via kierkegaarddane)
“Take care that the great things to which you are really sacrificing your life do not deceive you.”
– Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or (via zenhumanism)
Let us be silent for a moment and listen to the music of the storm, its spirited course, its bold challenge, and the defiant roar of the sea and the uneasy sighing of the forest and the desperate crashing of the trees and the faint sibilating of the grass.
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold-hearted. I’m a collection of paradoxes.
– Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via girllookitthatbody-ahh)

(Source: contramonte, via girllookitthatbody-ahh)

.:Move your body. I don’t care how, but that thing wants to move. It’s made to move. Move for the sake of transportation, for the sake of labor, for the sake of expression, for the sake of feeling something, loving, breathing, laughing, dancing and celebrating life. Just move:.
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The sin of religiosity is that it has turned God, peace, happiness, salvation and all that man desires into products to be marketed in especially attractive package deal. In this, I think, the fault lies not with the sincerity of preachers and religious writers, but with the worn-out presuppositions with which they fare content to operate.
– Thomas Merton (1915-1968). Faith And Violence: Theology. (via jondrowe)
Faith means doubt. Faith is not the suppression of doubt. It is the overcoming of doubt, and you overcome doubt by going through it. The man of faith who has never experienced doubt is not a man of faith.
You cannot live for your own pleasure and your own convenience without inevitably hurting and injuring the feelings and interests of practically everybody you meet.
Thomas Merton (The Seven Story Mountain)

(Source: thepneuma)

"My heart has never been hardened toward anyone, but I have always made it appear, especially when I was touched most deeply, as if my heart were closed and alien to every feeling. Then when I hear others lauded for their good hearts, see them loved for their deep, rich feelings, then I laugh, for I despise people and take my revenge. When I see myself cursed, abhorred, hated for my coldness and heartlessness, then I laugh, then my rage is satisfied. The point is that if the good people could make me be actually in the wrong, make me actually do an injustice-well, then I would have lost."
"Besides my large circle of friends I have another intimate confidant: my melancholy. In the midst of my joy, in the midst of my work, he waves to me, calls me aside, although physically I stay in place. My melancholy is the most loyal mistress I’ve known; what wonder, then, that I love her back."
"Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight to avoid this?"
"“Take care that the great things to which you are really sacrificing your life do not deceive you.”
—"
"Let us be silent for a moment and listen to the music of the storm, its spirited course, its bold challenge, and the defiant roar of the sea and the uneasy sighing of the forest and the desperate crashing of the trees and the faint sibilating of the grass."
"I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold-hearted. I’m a collection of paradoxes."
".:Move your body. I don’t care how, but that thing wants to move. It’s made to move. Move for the sake of transportation, for the sake of labor, for the sake of expression, for the sake of feeling something, loving, breathing, laughing, dancing and celebrating life. Just move:."
"The sin of religiosity is that it has turned God, peace, happiness, salvation and all that man desires into products to be marketed in especially attractive package deal. In this, I think, the fault lies not with the sincerity of preachers and religious writers, but with the worn-out presuppositions with which they fare content to operate."
"Faith means doubt. Faith is not the suppression of doubt. It is the overcoming of doubt, and you overcome doubt by going through it. The man of faith who has never experienced doubt is not a man of faith."
"You cannot live for your own pleasure and your own convenience without inevitably hurting and injuring the feelings and interests of practically everybody you meet."

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I'm Kenzie. I love words & writing them down. I usually create awkward silences, and also enjoy them once created. I like people watching, parks, music, mountains, travels, and old films. I tell long stories with many detours. I enjoy: sunshine, the smell of icy hot, wit, sarcasm, friends, foreign accents, Jesus, water, male ice skaters, long road trips alone, poetry, thunderstorms, and good grammar. Most of my heroes of the past have committed suicide; maybe that is why I also am majoring in psychology.

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