Don’t worry. Hearts don’t hav...

Don’t worry. Hearts don’t have bones. They can’t actually break.

He might be right. Maybe we did grow heart bones. But what if the only way of knowing you grew a heart bone is by feeling the agony caused by the break?

[오늘의 한문장] Heart Bones

Sometimes I believe personalities are shaped more by damage than kindness. Kindness doesn’t sink as deep into your skin as the damage does.The damage stains your soul so bad, you can’t scrub it off.

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[오늘의 한문장] It Starts with Us

I want him to know what love is long before I did. And I hope that love has been seeping slowly into him so that it doesn’t hit him all at once like it did me. I want him to grow up with it, wrapped in it, surrounded by it. I want him to witness it.
I want to be an example for him. I want us to be an example for him, and for Emerson. Me and you, Lily.

I open Dusty‘s pages and pict...

I open Dusty‘s pages and picture myself in a submarine, sinking in to them, urging the world around me  to dull. It‘s never taken effort-that‘s what made me fall in love with  reading: the instant floating sensation, the dissolution of  real-world problems, every worry suddenly safely on the other  side of some metaphysical surface.