It's random quote day here on Stryder's Dementia! Well, actually, it's totally not, as none of these quotes are even CLOSE to random, each pertaining to the same basic subject matter. Rather, I read the first quote and the other two popped into my head, sticking around long enough for me to want to share it with you, the two people who read this blog. (You would be amazed how many ideas and concepts do NOT stick around long enough for me to share them, incidentally). What exactly this says about me or my trains of thought, or what it means to my life in general, I have yet to decide. Maybe that'll be my next blog...
So quote 1:
She could only stare at him. "You don't love me, Sebastian. You don't have any idea what love really is. You can't love anyone or anything until you love your own existence, first. Love can only grow out of a respect for your own life. When you love yourself, your own existence, then you love someone who can enhance your existence, share it with you, and make it more pleasurable. When you hate yourself and believe your existence is evil, then you can only hate, you can only experience the shell of love, that longing for something good, but you have nothing to base it in but hatred. You taint the very concept of love, Sebastian, with you corrupted longing for it. You want me only to justify your hatred, to be your partner in self-loathing.
(from "The Pillars of Creation" by Terry Goodkind)
Quote 2:
...And in some vague way, I hated the fact that only extreme pain in me could ever wring from her the slightest warmth or interest. Yet she'd been my saviour. And there was no one but her. And I was as tired of being alone, perhaps, as a young person can be.
(from "The Vampire Lestat" by Anne Rice)
Quote 3:
You can't save a damsel who loves her distress.
(From "Gossip Girl" the television series)
If anyone has any input into what exactly I mean, please feel free to comment. I will give you one hint. Quote 1 is something I would like to tell another. Quote 2 is something I feel about myself, and Quote 3 is what another should be telling me. Discuss.
O Christ, in Thee my soul hath found,
ReplyDeleteAnd found in Thee alone,
The peace, the joy I sought so long,
The bliss till now unknown.
I sighed for rest and happiness,
I yearned for them, not Thee;
But while I passed my Saviour by,
His love laid hold on me.
Now none but Christ can satisfy,
None other name for me;
There's love, and life, and lasting joy,
Lord Jesus, found in Thee.
--Author unknown.
Copied from the back of the title page
of the 1893 ed. of James Gilmour of Mongolia,
edited by Richard Lovett.