I love cemeteries. For one thing, they contain a lot of names, which is very helpful for a writer....I also love cemeteries because they contain so many stories you get to imagine.
— John Green
March 2011
February 2011
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Big sways in the pendulum of friendship mean that it will take longer for it to oscillate to the other side.
And it is difficult when it is not your pendulum that you are trying to sway the other way.
You don’t necessarily have a full grasp on all of the facts or the metal rod; you don’t necessarily have the strength to know exactly what you have to say or the strength to takes sides and push, especially while trying not to swing the vote; nor do you exactly have the preparedness to take on the speeding impact of the situation heading towards you to begin with.
But, one may find, that patience, forgiveness, openmindedness, courteousness, and the honest truth is the best way to consider grasping that delicate alloy of time and proceed by gracefully swinging it back towards the positive side of the axis of the relationship. And it will rock on back to the other side, continuing by taking a breath and relaxing back into a more recognizable and friendly pattern of oscillating- far more welcomed than a storm of discomfort and aggressiveness.
The best one can wish, is that they may take that power, and the set the momentum of the clock back to its regular tick-tocking of potential energy.
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“Maybe it’s more like you said before, all of us being cracked open, like, each of us starts out as a watertight vessel, and these things happen, these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack open in places, and I mean, yeah, once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable, once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled, but there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart, and it’s only in that time that we can see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks, and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks, and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade, but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”
—~ John Green (via epicjohngreenquotes)
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