Hero

How often must the scoundrel prove himself a hero before he believes it himself. -Professor Charles Xavier

DAMN!!!!

Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.

It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.

-- Emily Dickinson

Mastermold:

A machine cannot be mad, Professor. That is a human failing.

- X-Men, The Animated Series

Until the lion learns to speak


The tales of hunting will be weak
- K'naan

From Evan Almighty

God: Sounds like an opportunity. Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, do you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If they pray for courage, does God give them courage, or does he give them opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for their family to be closer, you think God zaps them with warm, fuzzy feelings? Or does he give them opportunities to love each other? Well, I got to run. A lot of people to serve. Enjoy.

- Morgan Freeman, "Evan Almighty"

God brings out of you what He has already put inside of you. It buzzes inside you like bees in a jar, straining to be let out. And so you pray for holiness, for patience, for kindness to be good. And so God puts you in situations where you must open yourself and let the Holy Spirit work in you. For in those situations, only He can help you survive.

Now Reading:

The second kind of loneliness, by George R. R. Martin
Amazing, amazing story. Captures exactly how I feel.

goodness gracious, wow, wow

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again
- Regina Spektor

This we call elegance

I have crossed an ocean
I have lost my tongue
from the root of the old one
a new one has sprung
- Grace Nichols

Dickinson

Beauty crowds me till I die
Beauty, mercy have on me
But if I expire today
Let it be in sight of thee