But can we just talk about Lia..
"mom, no, you’re embarrassing me"
"These bitches, I swear…"
spitting in daddy’s mouth?
touching 4 Ballon de Oros
the new soldiers for fcbarcelonafutbol
There are millions of people out there. But in the end, it all comes down to one. I still panic sometimes, forget to breathe. But I know there’s something beautiful in all my imperfections. A beauty in which he held out for me to see, a strength that can never be taken away. I remember the day we met. His smile, his touch. You can be anywhere when your life begins. When the future opens up in front of you, you may not even realize it at first but it’s already happening.
Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
I love science, and it pains me to think that so many are terrified of the subject or feel that choosing science means you cannot also choose compassion, or the arts, or be awed by nature. Science is not meant to cure us of mystery, but to reinvent and reinvigorate it.
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”