“No,” he said.
“Because so many girls are wonderful. I imagine hundreds of men have called their loves wonderful today, and it’s only noon. You couldn’t be something hundreds of others are.”
“Are you saying that I am not-wonderful?”
“Yes, I am.”
She fingered his dead arm. “Do you think I am not beautiful?”
“You are incredibly not-beautiful. You are the farthest possible thing from beautiful.” — Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer (via nylontorch) (via alyvia)
It’s like when you’re washing the dishes and there’s that piece of dried cereal that won’t come off no matter how hard you scrub. When you accidently spill coffee on the apology letter you were going to send. Being forced to miss your favorite show. Running out of shampoo. Opening your window then getting up five minutes later to close it. Your mom yelling at you after having to walk home in the rain. Staining brand new jeans the first day you wear them. Getting sick the day before the concert. Finally deciding to tell them how you feel, the day they don’t come to school. Being caught in a lie. Dropping your ice cream right after you buy it. Getting out of the shower and realizing you don’t have anymore underwear. Someone accidently giving away the ending. Having a cigarette and no lighter.
Before we are born, we are one with All and we know everything there is to be known. As we are descending into our physical bodies to be birthed by our mothers, the angels accompany us.
Just before we are pulled from our mother’s womb, the angels explain that we need to forget what we already know, in order to make our journey after this birth one of beautiful discovery on Earth…then they lay a finger upon our lips and say,
“Sssshhhh.”” —(via myfengshuilife) (via gatekeeper)